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you mustn't rely on your flowers to make your garden attractive. A good bone structure must come first, with an intelligent use… — Margery Fish Copy Share Image
“I look warmly at the December winters in my life, feeling all of their wonderful, furry, fuzzies inside, as I ribbon-rap my… — Tracey Bond Copy Share Image
As the days piled up into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, and fall slid into winter, I realized one of… — Jennifer Weiner Copy Share Image
If believers decay in their first love, or in some other grace, yet another grace may grow and increase, such as humility,… — Richard Sibbes Copy Share Image
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I was sent to boarding school - a grim place. The only good thing the headmaster did for us was every Sunday… — Kevin Brownlow Copy Share Image
When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
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“I saw the sky descending, black and white, Not blue, on Boston where the winters wore The skulls to jack-o’-lanterns on the… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
Lastly came Winter cloathed all in frize, Chattering his teeth for cold that did him chill; Whilst on his hoary beard his… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
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The best thing would be to break your neck, but you'd probably just break your leg and then you couldn't do a… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
There are good waves not that far from Manhattan - on Long Island, in north Jersey. It's true that the best surf… — William Finnegan Copy Share Image
“It is one of the oddest and sometimes one of the most charming characteristics of English weather that at times one season… — H.E. Bates Copy Share Image
I had seen an image of these hanging persimmons that are dried during the winter and turned into sweet, dried fruit. And… — Michelle Zauner Copy Share Image
Gone were but the Winter, Come were but the Spring, I would go to a covert Where the birds sing; Where in… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Now musing o'er the changing scene Farmers behind the tavern screen Collect; with elbows idly press'd On hob, reclines the corner's guest,… — John Clare Copy Share Image
I come from a privileged background but I worked a lot of winter seasons in the Alps and I've done lots of… — Jonathan Trigell Copy Share Image
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You wouldn't let him do it, would you, Jamie?" Jamie's expression was very serene. She stared at Andrew when she spoke to… — Julie Garwood Copy Share Image
Remember that in any major nuclear war, the first strike destroys the country that attacks; it's been known for years. The first… — Noam Chomsky Copy Share Image
There are men who practice Titiksha, and succeed in it. There are men who sleep on the banks of the Ganga in… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image
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Winter came and the city [Chicago] turned monochrome -- black trees against gray sky above white earth. Night now fell in midafternoon,… — Barack Obama Copy Share Image
L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.' She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
Peace to these little broken leaves, That strew our common ground; That chase their tails, like silly dogs, As they go round… — W. H. Davies Copy Share Image
Finnish forests: Let us remind the satellite pictures of the 1970's winter in which the old forest appeared black and young forest… — Pentti Linkola Copy Share Image
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The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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When I used to watch vaudevillian impressionists, people like Rich Little or Frank Gorshin, I always felt like the voice was the… — Frank Caliendo Copy Share Image
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