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Last updated on November 5, 2024.
I'd love to play Constance in 'King John' or Paulina in 'The Winter's Tale.' I'd like to go on working till I drop.
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennui s, vanish, all duties even.
We just started filming 'Stray Dog' really close to the finishing of 'Winter's Bone,' down in Southern Missouri.
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show.
I wore No. 24 at the 1988 Winter Olympics in Calgary, Canada - one bib on the back and one on the front - and those are like my medals.
You don’t spring into good cooking naked. You have to have some training. You have to learn how to eat.
The mind is the great poem of winter, the man,
Who, to find what will suffice,
Destroys romantic tenements
Of rose and ice.
Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.
So far this spring, 59 American communities have been flattened by tornadoes. Nobody has helped.
Sweet as sweetest Grecian honey will my song be when I sing, O Beloved, in the season of the Spring!
In the southern hemisphere, covering the Christmas tree with fake snow even though winter has nothing to do with the birth of Christ.
I don’t know of a better argument in favor of farming with horses than trying to start an old tractor in the winter time.
I remember, in the winter of our first experiments, just seven years ago, looking on snow with new eyes.
Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.
The first pleasant days of spring come out like a squirrel and go in again.
On Linden, when the sun was low,
All bloodless lay the untrodden snow,
And dark as winter was the flow
Of Iser, rolling rapidly.
Learn to love the sunrise and sunset, the beating of rain on the roof and windows, and the gentle fall of snow on a winter day.
Gordon Brown doesn't often spring surprises. He's usually far too cautious to deliver the unexpected.
When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.
People in L.A. think I'm insane to go back to Chicago during the winter. It's because I love my apartment and fleece leggings and my friends.
Anyone who has lived through an English winter can see the point of building Stonehenge to make the Sun come back.
Hope sleeps in our bones like a bear waiting for spring to rise and walk.
For the first time in 15 years, Georgia this winter has its electric power guaranteed without deficit. This is a historic achievement.
There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
Winter broke off, finally, a long ash crumbling at the end of a cigarette, burned out, weak and emptied.
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.
We must take root; send out some little fibre at least, even every winter day.
In Tahoe, you want to be able check on the temperature of the house or turn it on before you get there. Because it's really cold in the winter.
Autumn. Pretty leaves, pumpkin pie and sweaters. Perfect weather for reading. Winter is great but I hate shoveling.
At Delphi I prayed
to Apollo
that he maintain in me
the flame of the poem
and I drank of the brackish
spring there.
For reasons which many persons thought ridiculous, Mrs. Lightfoot Lee decided to pass the winter in Washington.
In the great cities, winter glitters with art and feasting. But poetry, the country cousin, sees only the dearth of the fields.
I love the simple poetry of theater, where you can stand in a spotlight on a stage and wrap a coat around you, and say, 'It was 1860 and it was winter...'
There was a computer in our garage when I was growing up, and I'd go out there in winter and wrap myself in a blanket and write a story.
I still love Birkenstocks. I just think they are the most comfortable things; I even wear them in winter sometimes.
It is ever so with the things that Men begin: there is a frost in Spring, or a blight in Summer, and they fail of their promise.
Winter sunshine is a fairy wand touching everything with a strange magic. It is like the smile of a friend in time of sorrow.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
I left Montana in Spring of 1866, for Utah, arriving at Salt Lake city during the summer.
One wastes so much time, one is so prodigal of life, at twenty! Our days of winter count for double. That is the compensation of the old.
I have never had too much trouble for creative ideas to spring up in my mind.
I entreat fresh visions from the painters. Be lavish with your vermilion to portray the mountains in the spring.
I think some of this fascination with the 'Arab Spring' is just a grand experiment with Israel's survival.
Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.
It's the first day of spring. That means this weekend I'll take down my Christmas lights.
Why can't a state that launches cosmonauts into space provide enough eggs and milk for its city children during the winter months?
I did 'Hedwig and the Angry Inch' two years in a row in the winter in Seattle, and that was an amazing experience both times.
I wrote Report from the Interior was that after I finished Winter Journal, I took a pause, and I realized there was more I wanted to say.
I have never had a feeling politically that did not spring from the sentiments embodied in the Declaration of Independence.
My winter uniform is jeans, boots, and an oversize blazer for good measure. It's my formula for getting dressed in under 10 minutes.
I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face.
The indescribable innocence of and beneficence of Nature,-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter,-such health, such cheer, they afford forever!
February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer.
When I first started snowboarding, it was something that was only really done in the winter. Mount Hood in Oregon was the magical exception.
The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.
The issue for patents for new discovers has given a spring to invention beyond my conception.
When summer is over, winter becomes sad too, because opposites often admire each other secretly!
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
I get up very early in the morning. I enjoy the quietness, the stillness, the rawness in the winter and fall. It's a special time.
In snowbound, voiceless, mountain depths, to herald spring, pine trees sound in tune.
