How to unravel the knot of reality? Slowly and patiently. You cannot run away from it. You cannot run towards it. Yet… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
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
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
“Eyes so young, so full of pain ... Two lonely drops of winter rain ... And no tear could these eyes sustain… — Shaun Hick Copy Share Image
“Come out, White-Eyes,” the voice called. “I bring gifts, not bloodshed.” Henry, wearing nothing but his pants and the bandages Aunt Rachel… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Shade Branch, except for a deep hole or two, dries up in the summer. But as the light weakens and the days… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“When the mountain streams are frozen and the Nor'land winds are out; when the winter winds are drifting the bitter sleet and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I come for the woman,” the Comanche repeated, never taking his gaze from her. “And I bring my finest horses to console… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
All sixteen mentioned her jutting ribs, the insubstantiality of her thighs, and one, who went up to the roof with Lux during… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“I come for the woman,” the Comanche repeated, never taking his gaze from her. “And I bring my finest horses to console… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“It shouldn't have mattered, not when Miel and the other girls in his class wore jeans more than they wore skirts. Not… — Anna-Marie McLemore Copy Share Image
“The winter rain, joined my rambling with its soothing potter- patter.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“But destiny grips us and, the next morning, in a soft winter rain, we buried the dead, paid silver coins, and then… — Bernard Cromwell Copy Share Image
“The fact that Aracely might understand what he could not say, it seeded in him a want, new and raw, like not… — Anna-Marie McLemore Copy Share Image
“The exact moment of dawn is always hard to spot, especially when the ground breathes out steam after a winter rain.” — Michael S.A. Graziano Copy Share Image
“176 Winter rain at night Sweetening the taste of bread And spicing the soup.” — Richard Wright Copy Share Image
During a warm winter rain ... the basins of her collarbones collected water. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Numberless are the world's wonders, but none More wonderful than man; the storm gray sea Yields to his prows, the huge crests… — Sophocles Copy Share Image
