Although farming of any sort was almost as impossible in the plains as in the dry regions of winter rains farther west,… — Ellsworth Huntington Copy Share Image
“There are winter evenings in Massachusetts when there is no wind and the crust on the snow seems to hold in the… — Kathleen Kent Copy Share Image
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
And if there are no cars or planes, and if no one’s Uncle John is out in the wood lot west of… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Winter is not here yet. There’s a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“Spring is for planting the seed because the morning dew is perfect! It has the right amount of sun and the breeze… — Charlena Jackson Copy Share Image
For a joint scientific and geographical piece of organization, give me Scott; for a winter journey, give me Wilson; for a dash… — Apsley Cherry-Garrard Copy Share Image
When I'm drawing, I'm drawing with the light, being completely open and creative. I can't draw in the evening. I need light… — Christian Louboutin Copy Share Image
She died on a windy gray day in March when the sky was full of darting crows and the world lay prostrate… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“This is a story, told the way you say stories should be told: Somebody grew up, fell in love, and spent a… — Ann Beattie Copy Share Image
Winter, which, being full of care, makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Change, at least in my life, is more often than not a slow and steady stream. It’s not an avalanche. It’s more… — Taylor Jenkins Reid Copy Share Image
So burrow in. Snuggle deep. A winter idyll of simple splendor awaits. — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
“Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The song sparrow will return and sing,… — E. B. White Copy Share Image
O Time and change! - with hair as gray as was my sire's that winter day, how strange it seems, with so… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we… — Robert Hass Copy Share Image
In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines. — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
Winter is one of my most tolerable seasons because I can be lazy without having to make excuses. — Hannah Copy Share Image
Winter looked at Leven. Leven looked right back at her. Winter's cheeks burned red and her green eyes outshone Leven's. The two… — Obert Skye Copy Share Image
“ WHAT THE LIVING DO Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the… — Marie Howe Copy Share Image
“When you die, you don't get to catch snowflakes on your tongue. You don't get to breathe winter in, deep in your… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
