“The sun has disappeared, and the light there still is, is left in the atmosphere enclosed by the gloomy mist as pools… — Richard Jefferies Copy Share Image
“She remembered perching on the sill of her bedroom window with the pane opened a crack so she could let the winter… — Meagan Spooner Copy Share Image
Even in the winter, in the midst of the storm, the sun is still there. Somewhere above the clouds, it still shines… — Gloria Gaither Copy Share Image
“Groundhog found fog. New snows and blue toes. Fine and dandy for Valentine candy. Snow spittin'; if you're not mitten-smitten, you'll be… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I go through different phases and change my mind about my style all the time. In the winter, I wanted to wear… — Heather Morris Copy Share Image
Clothes as text, clothes as narration, clothes as a story. Clothes as the story of our lives. And if you were to… — Linda Grant Copy Share Image
George Carlin is brilliant with words, and Johnny Winters is very creative. It's taking something common and drawing out the humor, being… — Bill Cosby Copy Share Image
It is the sea that whitens the roof. The sea drifts through the winter air. It is the sea that the north… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“I miss the snow. I miss looking at it, walking in it, tasting it. I used to love those days when it… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
The Canadian Identity, it seems, is truly elusive only at home. Beyond the borders Canadians know exactly who they are, within they… — Roy MacGregor Copy Share Image
First, the three of us holed up in winter in a cabin and took the 500 hours down to twelve hours. Then… — Sam Pressman Copy Share Image
Why do our kids need to be protected from flu? Isn't that something only for the cold western countries who have long,… — Raveena Tandon Copy Share Image
“ WHAT THE LIVING DO Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the… — Marie Howe Copy Share Image
“But what after all is one night? A short space, especially when the darkness dims so soon, and so soon a bird… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
And somewhat as in blind night, on a mild sea, a sailor may be made aware of an iceberg, fanged and mortal,… — James Agee 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
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
In order that the mortar in the joints may not suffer from frosts, drench it with oil-dregs every year before winter begins.… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
“Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Dawn, Day, and Night,” it mused, as if I hadn’t even answered. “The seven Courts of Prythian, each… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
We went to Ladakh ... and we asked this woman, 'What was the benefit you had from solar electricity?' And she thought… — Bunker Roy Copy Share Image
In the immediate aftermath of the hurricane, I sent a letter to EPA Administrator Stephen L Johnson urging him to waive regulations… — Bob Ney Copy Share Image
The tendinous part of the mind, so to speak, is more developed in winter; the fleshy, in summer. I should say winter… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
The winter passes and the warm winds of May made me long to wander again. The whistling of a locomotive on a… — Jim Tully Copy Share Image
“I am the land, the bones of the hills," he said fiercely, "I am the winter. When I am dead, I will… — Conn Iggulden Copy Share Image
We go on dating from Cold Fridays and Great Snows; but a little colder Friday, or greater snow would put a period… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“In the morning it was fine, with one of those glittering sharp days that December sometimes throws down like bright gold among… — Mary Stewart Copy Share Image
I never did work in the off-season, and I never did play winter ball or anything else. I think it was good… — Bobby Doerr Copy Share Image
“He stepped into her line of sight and brushed the robe aside to press a tender kiss on her scarred breast. “They… — Lia Davis Copy Share Image
I wonder, when a writer's blocked and doesn't have any resources to pull himself out of it, why doesn't he jump in… — Jim Harrison Copy Share Image
“Rain always seems to me like a thousand little kisses from Heaven. - Regen kommen mir doch immer vor wie tausend kleine… — Elke Heinrich Copy Share Image
An artist need not be a minister or a collector in church, but he must have a warm heart for people, and… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
My father was often impatient during March, waiting for winter to end, the cold to ease, the sun to reappear. March was… — Tracy Chevalier Copy Share Image
It gets cold here in the Ozarks in the winter. There are often warm winter days, but there are also weeks when… — Sue Hubbell Copy Share Image
My wife and I always have a winter holiday that I call the "fly and flop". In January and February, you don't… — Alan Titchmarsh Copy Share Image
When she looked in the mirror these days, she saw someone she didn't recognize...She saw an old woman trying to be beautiful,… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
Revolution does not mean torrents of blood, the taking of the Winter Palace, and so on. Revolution means a radical transformation of… — Cornelius Castoriadis Copy Share Image
“On a warm spring day, a galloping horse was only too clearly a sweating animal of flesh and blood. But a horse… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is… — Rachel Carson Copy Share Image
“Getting in his car he let it warm up, feeling the heated seats grow warm under him. On a bitterly cold winter… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
