“In winter, the air is clear enough to drink, and your eyes can travel many hundreds of miles until they reach the… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
Last night, we did the Threatdown -- God, it's hard to even talk about this -- and for the first time, I… — Stephen Colbert Copy Share Image
“At home in Moscow everything was in its winter routine; the stoves were heated, and in the morning it was still dark… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“But in the country death comes, uninvited, during the day. It takes fishermen in their longboats. It grabs children by the ankles… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
I know what the problem is, of course. The disorientation, the distraction, the difficulty focusing - all classic Phase One signs of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My birthplace was California, but I couldn't forget Armenia, so what is one's country? Is it land of the earth, in a… — William Saroyan Copy Share Image
In all places where there is a Summer and a Winter, and where your Gardens of pleasure are sometimes clothed with their… — John Worlidge Copy Share Image
“Meanwhile,' said Mr Tumnus, 'it is winter in Narnia, and has been for ever so long, and we shall both catch cold… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“The hunter is among the most innocent of men; living in the moment makes him feel pure. When he returns in the… — Hilary Mantel Copy Share Image
The night of December 25, to which date the Nativity of Christ was ultimately assigned, was exactly that of the birth of… — Joseph Campbell Copy Share Image
“Winter had long since come. It was freezing cold. Torn-up sounds and forms appeared with no evident connection from the frosty mist,… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
Perhaps of all our untamed quadrupeds, the fox has obtained the widest and most familiar reputation… His recent tracks still give variety… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
There's a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us— We… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
One winter, I went to Erfoud to research trilobites and got to know the quarries, the dealers, and the remote mining villages.… — Lawrence Osborne Copy Share Image
What greater delight and wonder can there be than to leave the straight lines of personality and deviate into these footpaths that… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“And maybe one winter it will get too cold and I’ll forget about the summers we once shared. My family portrait might… — Nicholaus Patnaude Copy Share Image
