I am suddenly comsumed by nostalgia for the little girl who was me, who loved the fields and believed in God, who… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Give winter nothing; hold; and let the flake Poise or dissolve along your upheld arms. All flawless hexagons may melt and break;… — James Wright Copy Share Image
I'm looking for the binding energy of a look a crop of reflections to be reaped in a winter of thorn when… — Nancy Peters Copy Share Image
Nothing in the next-door world of Dachau impinged on the great winter cycle of Beethoven chamber music played in Munich. No canvases… — George Steiner Copy Share Image
Popcorn-can cover / screwed to the wall / over a hole / so the cold / can't mouse in. — Lorine Niedecker Copy Share Image
I realise there's something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they're experts at letting things go. — Jeffrey McDaniel Copy Share Image
“Perhpas if I call out to Rat he might hear," said the Mole to himself, but without much hope. Rat! Ratty! O… — William Horwood Copy Share Image
“In winter we’ll travel in a little pink carriage With cushions of blue. We’ll be fine. A nest of mad kisses waits… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
The simplicity of winter has a deep moral. The return of Nature, after such a career of splendor and prodigality, to habits… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
Beneath the light, the river and hills are beautiful, The spring breeze bears the fragrance of flowers and grass. The mud has… — Du Fu Copy Share Image
Winters with strong frost and lots of snow like we had 20 years ago will cease to exist at our latitudes. — Mojib Latif Copy Share Image
“But mostly, finally, ultimately, I'm here for the weather. As a result of the weather, ours is a landscape in a minor… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
Dartmouth Winter Carnival opens, proving once again that bitter cold is no obstacle to going completely out of control. — Lisa Birnbach Copy Share Image
I am honored to be selected as Canada's flag bearer for the closing ceremony of the 2006 Olympic Winter Games. Over the… — Cindy Klassen Copy Share Image
The trees down the boulevard stand naked in thought, Their abundant summery wordage silenced, caught In the grim undertow; naked the trees… — D. H. Lawrence 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
When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes, Winter Break Turns Deadly — Richelle Mead 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
Suttree surfaced from these fevered deeps to hear a maudlin voice chant latin by his bedside, what medieval ghost come to usurp… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Next time you see an ant, remember: winter is coming! The best time to prepare for tomorrow is today. — Haddon W. Robinson Copy Share Image
