“Winters in Portugal had been, at worst, cool and gloomy. In Quebec, Serafim discovered that the coolness in the air could quickly… — Mark Lavorato Copy Share Image
Of all the seasons, winter is the most conducive to the great art of dormancy. This art requires an appreciation of semi-consciousness:… — Michael Leunig Copy Share Image
One must have a mind of winter to regard the frost and the boughs of the pine trees, crusted with snow, And… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“Two weeks later, I wore a coat to school for the first time that year. Fall had made its presence known in… — Ruth Emmie Lang Copy Share Image
The bulk of our efforts [in The Khaled Hosseini Foundation] has focused on helping build permanent shelters for returning refugees who are… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
“What he longs for instead, as he sits at the food-strewn table, is winter, winter itself. He wants the essentiality of winter,… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
“Jo gave her sister an encouraging pat on the shoulder as they parted for the day, each going a different way, each… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Where I lived - winter and hard earth.I sat in my cold stone roomchoosing tough words, granite, flint,to break the ice. My… — Carol Ann Duffy Copy Share Image
“Is the weather nice?” “Yeah, we’re in Austin. Got here about an hour ago. It’s probably 80 degrees.” “Wish I could say… — Kim Holden Copy Share Image
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save that the… — Helen Hunt Jackson Copy Share Image
“We read the pagan sacred books with profit and delight. With myth and fable we are ever charmed, and find a pleasure… — Robert G. Ingersoll Copy Share Image
I can tell that sometimes I live a very good moment and I'm very joy- ful and optimistic, so I can see… — Frida Giannini Copy Share Image
The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler. Relax. Concentrate. Dispel every other… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Suddenly, in the space of a moment, I realized what it was that I loved about Britain--which is to say, all of… — Bill Bryson Copy Share Image
I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl, From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl, I’d love to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image