I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus. Underneath the mistletoe last night. She didn't see me creep down the stairs to have a… — Jimmy Boyd Copy Share Image
If intelligence were a television set, it would be an early black-and-white model with poor reception, so that much of the picture… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The snowy owl has eyes that look just like mine, especially when it widens them. And while I stand there, staring at… — Bret Easton Ellis Copy Share Image
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift, And the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
...trees to cool the towns in the boiling summer, trees to hold back the winter winds. There were so many things a… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
One of my favorite titles of an art piece is "Première Communion de Jeunes Filles Chlorotiques Par Un Temps De Neige" or… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
The lurking tragedy: The chances are that an accident will some day happen to you at a friend's dinner table ... As… — Mary Elizabeth Clark Copy Share Image
None may wholly escape the good of Nature, however imperfectly exposed to her blessings. The minister will not preach a perfectly flat… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I was ravenous for my child and took to gorging myself in the boneyard, hoping that she might possibly meet me halfway,… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
The loneliness caused by not hearing Ren's voice... I felt it deep in the night. I felt it deeper than anyone else.… — Ai Yazawa Copy Share Image
Birds are flyin' south for winter. Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north, Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin', Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth. He… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
Tell me when it's over " Thalia said. Her eyes were shut tight. The statue was holding on to us so we… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom…It was like a flute song forgotten in… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
Cynie Cory roams the outer reaches of the heart’s territory, from the snowy winter of family life to the tropical jungles of… — Barbara Hamby Copy Share Image
See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, far off, the great snowy tops of the Rocky Mountains.… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Honestly, Im living my fantasy. Its being with my family, preferably on a snowy afternoon with a fire going, cuddled up in… — Meredith Vieira Copy Share Image
Then take her away but she'll never run away. I got you windin' and glidin' melt the ice and start slidin' like… — Tami Chynn Copy Share Image
The stormy March has come at last, With winds and clouds and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast That… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Primeval forests! virgin sod! That Saxon has not ravish'd yet, Lo! peak on peak in stairways set- In stepping stairs that reach… — Joaquin Miller Copy Share Image
I hate this feeling. Like I'm here, but I'm not. Like someone cares. But they don't. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
Climbing is actually a great sport for blind people and that carried me on to climbing bigger and bigger mountains, snowy mountains,… — Erik Weihenmayer Copy Share Image
Starry Starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in… — Don McLean Copy Share Image
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods-violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom… — John Galsworthy Copy Share Image
“Yet there was a momentary hint of blue sky, and even this bit of light was enough to release a flash of… — Thomas Mann Copy Share Image
