Again the blackbirds sings; the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
“I know that you are my guard, and you are my best friend. I know you would die for me. And I… — Marissa Meyer 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
Left ear, I wear four earrings. The four is symbolic of the four seasons, spring, winter, summer and fall, the four directions,… — Mr. T Copy Share Image
If we fail to develop a national coordinated response, based in science, I fear the pandemic will get far worse and be… — Rick Bright Copy Share Image
I love the little garden in the back of my family's brownstone in Brooklyn. Digging out there in the dirt is a… — Siri Hustvedt Copy Share Image
I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fire-side enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd retirement,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
I like the world, but I feel very, very Italian. I love the small parts of my country: Tuscany, Capri in the… — Luca Cordero di Montezemolo Copy Share Image
“I was free with every road as my home. No limitations and no commitments. But then summer passed and winter came and… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“Events cast their shadows ahead; before a harsh winter, wild animals grow thicker fur, and the beaver puts on a thicker layer… — Dietrich Bonhoeffer Copy Share Image
“Early Summer, loveliest season, The world is being colored in. While daylight lasts on the horizon, Sudden, throaty blackbirds sing. The dusty-colored… — Marie Heaney Copy Share Image
“The day, a compunctious Sunday after a week of blizzards, had been part jewel, part mud. In the midst of my usual… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“ Lines for Winter" Tell yourself as it gets cold and gray falls from the air that you will go on walking,… — Mark Strand Copy Share Image
Love isn't always magic. But if I offered my body to the magician, if I told him to cut me in half… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Death is more certain than the morrow, than night following day, than winter following summer. Why is it then that we prepare… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Autumn is Nature's last party of the year. And dressing for the occasion, forests don their brightest attire, while the creatures follow… — Debra Welsh Copy Share Image
There's such a good vibe in Minneapolis. You've got an upscale downtown, and yet people aren't afraid to sit around the fire… — Philip Winchester Copy Share Image
What I'm trying to do [in Winter Journal] is to tell the story of a man's life from birth, but there are… — Paul Auster Copy Share Image
I have a really basic uniform: in winter, black tights and any old dress that I can throw on. In summer, high-waisted… — Claudia Schiffer Copy Share Image
“In November, at winter's gate, the stars are brittle. The sun is a sometime friend. And the world has tucked her children… — In November Cynthia Rylant Copy Share Image
Nature confounds her summer distinctions at this season. The heavens seem to be nearer the earth. The elements are less reserved and… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Flurries early, pristine and pearly. Winter's come calling! Can we endure so premature a falling? Some may find this trend distressing- others… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky… — Patricia Hampl Copy Share Image
I don't have kids, a mortgage, or a car. That has let me hold out for the jobs I want to do,… — Alice Lowe Copy Share Image
“...as the sun shines down to melt the ice of another winter, to summon spring wildflowers from the earth; as the sky… — Teri Terry Copy Share Image
“But I understood, now, that we don’t live only for ourselves. We’re connected by millions of shared experiences and dreams and nightmares,… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share Image
“Never since the beginning of the world has there been so little light. Our winter afternoons have been known at times to… — Charles Simic Copy Share Image
“O light! This is the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“Surely this trial is just for a season. All I need is the strength to endure — to see through the darkness… — Tracy Leininger Craven Copy Share Image
In the winter, things are dead and dull, but then there is an explosion of life. That's what He promises people who… — Si Robertson Copy Share Image
We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it. Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn… — Zhuangzi Copy Share Image
In the winter I was with Nelson Piquet. He was talking about his capacity to race faster. He said that he was… — Jean Alesi Copy Share Image
I would not a bit mind sleeping in the cool grass in summer, and when winter came on sheltering myself by the… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
We were just covered in dirt the whole time. It was so hot - and that was in winter. I can not… — Toni Collette Copy Share Image
I think of no news to tell you. It is a serene summer day here, all above the snow. The hens steal… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Where did you get that?" Jace looked down and saw that the spider demon's poison had eaten a hole in his shirt,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
All this time I lived with my parents, and wrought on the plantation; and having had schooling pretty well for a planter,… — John Woolman Copy Share Image
I think bare legs in winter are idiotic. Unless your naked pins are toned, tanned and veinless, it's best to cover up.… — Joan Collins Copy Share Image
I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintace. I don't… — Raymond Chandler Copy Share Image
Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings To his strong bones, strides o'er the groaning rocks: He withers all in silence,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
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