watch out fer these fellers around here. It ain't safe fer a pretty girl. Why, I had one just now tell me… — Minnie Pearl Copy Share Image
Once, I lived in an apartment with a skylight in the bathroom. Every winter, it would snow through the skyline, but we… — Jim Parsons Copy Share Image
The ending of a job or a relationship may appear as the darkest night, but it is merely the Winter season -… — Jonathan Lockwood Huie Copy Share Image
I am not a fan of running on treadmills because I think it prohibits you from learning how to pace yourself on… — Andi Dorfman Copy Share Image
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
People get stronger by every winter, trees go thru winter and take lots of damage but in the end they just grew… — CJ Copy Share Image
We go to Italy every winter, and my husband's mother has a bingo party on Christmas. Every woman brings a dish: lentils,… — Debi Mazar Copy Share Image
“Winter is coming, Elena," he said, and his voice was clear and chilling even over the howling of the wind, "An unforgiving… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
Decade after decade, artists came to paint the light of Provincetown, and comparisons were made to the lagoons of Venice and the… — Norman Mailer Copy Share Image
“We have familiar experience of the order, the constancy, the perpetual renovation of the material world which surrounds us. Frail and transitory… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“She belongs to the winter that is past, to the darkness that is over, and has no part or lot in the… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share Image
When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
We can choose to be grateful, no matter what. This type of gratitude transcends whatever is happening around us. It surpasses disappointment,… — Dieter F. Uchtdorf Copy Share Image
In London the day after Christmas (Boxing Day), it began to snow: my first snow in England. For five years, I had… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“But in the country death comes, uninvited, during the day. It takes fishermen in their longboats. It grabs children by the ankles… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
My birthplace was California, but I couldn't forget Armenia, so what is one's country? Is it land of the earth, in a… — William Saroyan Copy Share Image
Sing hey! Sing hey! For Christmas Day; Twine mistletoe and holly. For a friendship glows In winter snows, And so let's all… — Thomas Tusser Copy Share Image
The Olympic Charter says winter sports must be played on snow or ice, so the Chess Federation says they'll play with ice… — Peter Sagal Copy Share Image
I always remember my dad's blue overalls and the blue overcoat he wore in winter, and I remember my mum's big old… — Mark Hunt Copy Share Image
Every year when I put away my winter clothes and get out my summer clothes, they fit. And I haven't been on… — Victoria Moran Copy Share Image
One wastes so much time, one is so prodigal of life, at twenty! Our days of winter count for double. That is… — George Sand Copy Share Image
“Springtime is my favorite. Winter is so cold and miserable but if we just keep going, if we just keep waiting, the… — Shannon Guymon Copy Share Image
What is time? The shadow on the dial, the striking of the clock, the running of the sand, day and night, summer… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Because he finally knew what it felt like to hold sunshine in his hands...and when Lori left, it was going to feel… — Bella Andre Copy Share Image
There's more than one way between your world and ours. There's the changeling road, and there's the Ravishing, and there's those that… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Whenever I am not traveling during the winter, I am pushing hard in the gym. Even when I am traveling, I try… — Charlie Kimball Copy Share Image
In summer, intolerable closeness; in winter, unendurable cold. All the floors were rotten. Filth on the floors an inch thick; one could… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
In the long winter evenings he talked to Ma about the Western country. In the West the land was level, and there… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
“Where did the time go? Yesterday, I was a girl, and today, I suddenly find myself in the autumn of my years… — Peggy Toney Horton Copy Share Image
I know I am deathless We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers, There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Spring is the fresh green of young corn and the pink blush of blossoms. Autumn contrasts the yellowed foilage with violet hues.… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
I start from experience and read. . .always between polarities - loud and not-loud, young and old, spring and winter. If I… — Josef Albers Copy Share Image
Hope changes everything. It changes winter into summer, darkness into dawn, descent into ascent, barrenness into creativity, agony into joy. — Daisaku Ikeda Copy Share Image
Deep in the winter plain, two armies Dig their machinery, to destroy each other. Men freeze and hunger. No one is given… — Stephen Spender Copy Share Image
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter… — Yoko Ono Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the end of a stage in your life doesn’t announce itself with trumpets or fireworks. Sometimes it just seeps in, like… — Sarina Bowen Copy Share Image
Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in lifes relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the… — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“Can the flowers refuse to grow, or the birds decline to sing again just because the winter was harsh? No--but I don't… — Lisa Klein Copy Share Image
It is said that God gave us memory so we could have roses in winter. But it is also true that without… — George Will Copy Share Image
Seest thou good days? Prepare for evil times. No summer but hath its winter. He never reaped comfort in adversity that sowed… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
