Pro football is a game; not a war. It's for win or lose, not life or death... but say that in the… — John Facenda Copy Share Image
I wrote Report from the Interior was that after I finished Winter Journal, I took a pause, and I realized there was… — Paul Auster Copy Share Image
I practice a lot. I practice in the winter when it's cold in Connecticut - a lot. I practice in my bedroom… — Stuart Scott Copy Share Image
It feels like Gangstarr is the purest group in hip-hop. They was shooting videos on the beach in the winter when the… — Fat Joe Copy Share Image
To a hikikomori, winter is painful because everything feels cold, frozen over, and lonely. To a hikikomori, spring is also painful because… — Tatsuhiko Takimoto Copy Share Image
Living on reserve we hunted; we fished; we trapped. We lived off the land. If we didn't hunt, we didn't eat. In… — Perry Bellegarde Copy Share Image
The short winter’s day was drawing to a close. It seems to me sometimes that these are the only days I have… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
In youth, grief comes with a rush and overflow, but it dries up, too, like the torrent. In the winter of life… — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The morning air of the pasture turned steadily cooler. Day by day, the bright golden leaves of the birches turned more spotted… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Flint is a city of a hundred thousand that was having a rough go of it even before its water was poisoned… — Tamara Keith Copy Share Image
Fall is not the end of the gardening year; it is the start of next year's growing season. The mulch you lay… — Thalassa Cruso 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
“No season lasts forever because all of life is a cycle of planting, reaping, resting, and renewal. Winter is not infinite: even… — Anthony Robbins Copy Share Image
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“In any case, the list of adaptations that allow wolverines to make an ally of winter is impressive. Yet until scientists started… — Douglas H. Chadwick Copy Share Image
Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it’s… — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
I go out and take oysters, clams and mussels every 2 weeks or so during late fall, winter and early spring. I… — Jim Himes Copy Share Image
“There are many in this old world of ours who hold that things break about even for all of us. I have… — Bat Masterson Copy Share Image
They were pleasant spring days, in which the winter of man's discontent was thawing as well as the earth, and the life… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I think there's something charming about incorporating summer clothes into winter, like pairing a summery skirt with a massive sweater. I'm also… — Debby Ryan Copy Share Image
“A good dog never dies. He always stays. He walks besides you on crisp autumn days when frost is on the fields… — Mary Carolyn Davies Copy Share Image
As the winter set in with its customary Canadian severity the real trouble of the French began. They did not suffer from… — Harry Johnston Copy Share Image
Spring starts in January in the Ozarks, lurches on in a complicated way, with spurts and setbacks, until May. Then, early in… — Sue Hubbell Copy Share Image
Winter hurled more wind and rain at the city than it ever had before. Clouds dashed about in all directions emptying their… — Ismail Kadaré Copy Share Image
“A wet autumn morning, a garbage truck clattering down the street. The first snowfall of the season, blossom sized flakes falling languidly… — Joyce carol Oates Copy Share Image
“There are winter evenings in Massachusetts when there is no wind and the crust on the snow seems to hold in the… — Kathleen Kent Copy Share Image
Into the winter's gray delight, Into the summer's golden dream, Holy and high and impartial, Death, the mother of Life, Mingles all… — William Ernest Henley Copy Share Image
But love, whether in Multan or on Siberia's icy tundra, whether in the winter or the summer, whether among the rich or… — Saadat Hasan Manto Copy Share Image
“I prefer winter and fall, when you can feel the bone structure in the landscape---the lonliness of it---the dead feeling of winter.… — Andrew Wyeth Copy Share Image
I have nine children... and one of them is an invalid. Her mother is obliged to take her away in the winter,… — Melville Fuller Copy Share Image
As it somehow always manages before the winter solstice, but never after, the early darkness was cheerful and promising, even for those… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“The birds fly south for the winter not because it’s cold, but because they have wings. Similarly, love has the ultimate flight… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
Listen," he said. "If you was a fish, Mother Nature'd take care of you, wouldn't she? Right? You don't think them fish… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In the moment where my mind, body and soul are assaulted I know that I'll never be the same ever again. Braxxon… — Crystal Spears Copy Share Image
We see people in the Middle East begin to have dreams of new Ottoman Empire where everyone will be subjected to some… — Louie Gohmert Copy Share Image
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennui, vanish,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I'll obey them in the winter when the doctors say to me I must give up ham and spinach, and obedient I'll… — Edgar Guest Copy Share Image
And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks of her dress in a strange bedroom-- feels the autumn dropping its… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
We all know that a winter scene, though it may be covered over one day, with even the trees dressed in shawls… — Arthur Golden Copy Share Image
