“The difference between me and everyone else out there, is that when they wake up, their nightmares end." Romilly Winter.” — John Hennessy Copy Share Image
And for winter fly-fishing it is as useful as an almanac out of date. — Izaak Walton Copy Share Image
Everyone asks how I felt before the perfect game. You never feel bad when you're in the World Series. You've got all… — Don Larsen Copy Share Image
“... the nose. It can be a nuisance in winter and such a blessing before a meal.” — Richard Llewellyn Copy Share Image
In the summer we lay up a stock of experiences for the winter, as the squirrel of nuts?something for conversation in winter… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Time seems to slow down after the winter holiday. New York loses all of its winter romance and is just cold. — Lela Loren Copy Share Image
For the unlearned, old age is winter; for the learned it is the season of the harvest. — The Talmud Copy Share Image
When I read Daniel Woodrell's novel 'Winter's Bone,' I was drawn to the characters, the setting, and the sound of the dialog. — Debra Granik Copy Share Image
The prediction of nuclear winter is drawn not, of course, from any direct experience with the consequences of global nuclear war, but… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
There were times when I lifted my face to the sky, stretched my arms wide to the winter night, and laughed out… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
I wanted the collection for Target to reinterpret all the must-haves of Stella McCartney for winter and to make my designs more… — Stella McCartney Copy Share Image
Self-care. I got that from my mom. Even if we had nothing, we were always moisturized. So much Vaseline. In the dead… — Saint Jhn Copy Share Image
“Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I know the Pollock novel. Read it last year and liked it. Daniel Woodrell is awesome. I especially like the book Winter's… — Joe R. Lansdale Copy Share Image
O brief, bright smile of summer! O days divine and dear The voices of winter's sorrow Already we can hear. And we… — Celia Thaxter Copy Share Image
“too much love like too much rain begets large and bloody pools of discontent. I see my winter marked in your eyes.… — Barbara Chase-Riboud Copy Share Image
My mother could never have said she loved fall, but as she walked down the steps with her suitcase in hand toward… — Dinaw Mengestu Copy Share Image
Some will tell you that you are mad, and nearly all will say, 'What is the use?' For we are a nation… — Apsley Cherry-Garrard Copy Share Image
Precise, graceful, and generous, the poems in SuperLoop, seem to be born out of a deep, careful attention and a profound compassion.… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
The summer following the winter that my mother took off into something called Women's Land for what I could only guess would… — Bennett Madison Copy Share Image
Why not include a provision that everybody shall, in good weather, hunt on his own land and catch fish in rivers that… — Noah Webster Copy Share Image
“winter always carries with it something of our sadness; then April came, that daybreak of summer, fresh like every dawn, gay like… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To the Technocrats: Have mercy on us. Relax a bit, take time out for simple pleasures. For example, the luxuries of electricity,… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
“One minute it was Ohio winter, with doors closed, windows locked, the panes blind with frost, icicles fringing every roof, children skiing… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
