...And these vicissitudes come best in youth; For when they happen at a riper age, People are apt to blame the Fates,… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
“a traveling epic Hunkey, crossing and recrossing the country every year, south in the winter and north in the summer and only… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“Hello, Olympus! Aeolus, master of the winds here, with weather every twelve! We‘ll have a low-pressure system moving over Florida today, so… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“mountains. They stand at every view, like a mother offering a blanket in which to wrap everyday life and shelter it from… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In my own life, as winters turn into spring, I find it not only hard to cope with mud but also hard… — Parker J. Palmer Copy Share Image
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
My favorite food is Indian. I love chicken vindaloo because it's so hot it cleans you out. I'm a health nut. Me… — Marky Ramone Copy Share Image
“Winter's hard-packed snow Cedes to the fruitful summer; stubborn night At last removes, for day's white steeds to shine. The dread blast… — Michael K. Kellogg Copy Share Image
To this day, I fondly recall the challenges of building a fire, pitching a tent, climbing a New England mountain, canoeing on… — Michael Eisner Copy Share Image
I remember I would not stand still; I would not stop being perplexed by everything that spontaneously attracted me or caught my… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
At times, life is hard, as hard as crucible steel. It has its bleak and painful moments. Like the ever flowing water… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
Alone, she took hot baths and sat exhausted in the steaming water, wondering at her perpetual exhaustion. All that winter she noticed… — Joyce Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“Many people wish for a different universe than the one in which we live. They want one where every day is harvest… — Henry Cloud Copy Share Image
Each solstice is a domain of experience unto itself. At the Summer Solstice, all is green and growing, potential coming into being,… — Gary Zukav Copy Share Image
In winter we lead a more inward life. Our hearts are warm and cheery, like cottages under drifts, whose windows and doors… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
When I approach a collection, I never think too much about myself, because doing fashion and being a designer, you need to… — Frida Giannini Copy Share Image
“Every year, Grandma Dickerson, my mom’s mother, made all the traditional sweets for Christmas time, but she made something not exactly “Christmasy”… — Larada Horner-Miller Copy Share Image
Be faithful in all your exercises of piety and virtue; be always resigned; be satisfied, in the superior part of your soul,… — Paul of the Cross Copy Share Image
I remember the '70s constantly being winter in Manchester and the Irish community in Manchester closing ranks because of the IRA bombings… — Noel Gallagher Copy Share Image
“It was dusk - winter dusk. Snow lay white and shining over the pleated hills, and icicles hung from the forest trees.… — Joan Aiken Copy Share Image
Let me, if I may, be ever welcomed to my room in winter by a glowing hearth, in summer by a vase… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Today we're seeing that climate change is about more than a few unseasonably mild winters or hot summers. It's about the chain… — Barack Obama Copy Share Image
“The snow filled the air with a soft grey-blue mist, softening the wind and gunfire, bringing the earth and sky together into… — Vasily Grossman Copy Share Image
We can bring brilliant flowers of victory to bloom in our lives when we weather the hardships of winter and emerge triumphant… — Daisaku Ikeda Copy Share Image
What most people don't realize is that in snowboarding, there are two different aspects: the filming side and the competition side. The… — Gretchen Bleiler Copy Share Image
In a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt the father of our nation ordered these words be… — Barack Obama Copy Share Image
Can you see air you breathe? Can you see the force that moves the tides or changes the seasons or sends the… — Francine Rivers Copy Share Image
“Ree Dolly stood at the break of day on her cold front steps and smelled coming flurries and saw meat. Meat hung… — Daniel Woodrell Copy Share Image
Each place its own mind, its own psyche! Oak, Madrone, Douglas fir, red-tailed hawk, serpentine in the sandstone, a certain scale to… — David Abram Copy Share Image
“AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
Unnur Birna is a Reykjavik-based violinist and singer. She has performed as a session musician with countless Icelandic and international artists while… — Ian Anderson Copy Share Image
“a maybe-prophecy?” Qibli went on. “I don’t think they’ll do that. Besides, Winter’s problem is urgent. We have to find his brother… — Tui T. Sutherland Copy Share Image
“Now I think of the starling flocks that move across the stripped winter landscape at home; how you'll hear and look up… — Kerry Hardie Copy Share Image
Do you know how much money you would save if you changed your light bulb to compact florescent light bubs? How much… — Dan Ariely Copy Share Image
I have come to regard November as the older, harder man's October. I appreciate the early darkness and cooler temperatures. It puts… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
The world keeps turnin' It gets merry like a merry go 'round It gets cold like a frozen winter Well I change… — Trevor Hall Copy Share Image
I wrote at the start that this was a record of hate, and walking there beside Henry towards the evening glass of… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
Ingratitude is the frost that nips the flower even as it opens, that shrivels the generous apple on the branch, that freezes… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
