Trees And Snow Quotes
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A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
— George R R Martin
I've been firmly grounded in reality since I was a child, and I'm still waiting for it to impress me.
— Jessica Conoley
You ain't worth a greased lack pin to ram you into hell.
— John Steinbeck
Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know.
— Catherine Fisher
The ground has on its clothes. The trees poke out of sheets and each branch wears the sock of God.
— Anne Sexton
Old age is
a flight of small
cheeping birds
skimming
bare trees
above a snow glaze. — William Carlos Williams
a flight of small
cheeping birds
skimming
bare trees
above a snow glaze. — William Carlos Williams
Trees lose their leaves in blizzards like these.
— Ashly Lorenzana
Despair was a private weakness she could not afford to indulge.
— Robin McKinley
If I ever loose my eyes, I won't have to cry no more.
— Cat Stevens
Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night ...
— John Geddes
Once I started playing the piano, after my first small competition, I realized that the piano was the right instrument for me.
— Rafal Blechacz
Winter giveth the fields, and the trees so old,
their beards of icicles and snow. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
their beards of icicles and snow. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tis a rule of manners to avoid exaggeration.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Power is sweet; it is a drug, the desire for which increases with a habit.
— Bertrand Russell
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow — Wallace Stevens
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow — Wallace Stevens
It was a father, one hand resting teapot-style on his hip, and the other - what would be the spout - formed into a fist.
— David Sedaris
Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves,
O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds
A-mourning go? — John B. Tabb
O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds
A-mourning go? — John B. Tabb
Money is a product of time
— Sunday Adelaja
I've retired my sneakers for stilettos, baby!
— Vivica A. Fox