Only now, when it is too late, do I long for Dearth. I was a misbegotten child of bad blood and bile, and I mistook my own orneriness for cleverness. I presumed to know what happiness was - something I could possess, like a marble, or a man. Somethin...
Even that night, the night he touched one inch of her in the dark, how simply Avery seemed to accept the facts – that they were on the edge of lifelong happiness and, therefore, inescapable sorrow. It was as if, long ago, a part of him had broken o...
Wildflowers burst from the ground in vivid blues and whites and violets, creating a picture more pleasing than anything her hands could design. She didn't understand how it was possible, but Evan had been right. The abundance of snow had produced an ...
Natasha Romanoff: Kiss me. Steve Rogers: What? Natasha Romanoff: Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable. Steve Rogers: Yes, they do. [Natasha grabs and kisses Rogers, causing a passing Rumlow to look away uncomfortably] Natasha R...
The long sadness of winter was finally in retreat.
Winter gold: the sparrow's footprints in the snow.
It's not the winter that bothers me - it's the summers.
The winter's a little bit daunting in Montana.
Winter is a season of recovery and preparation.
…to celebrate by making love the first snow of winter.
The long, cold Minnesota winters instilled in me a fascination for exotic far off places; I aspired toward a career in tropical diseases and world health problems.
A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.
Learning to play with a big amplifier is like trying to control an elephant.
The winter will be long and bleak. Nature has a dismal aspect.
I write probably 80 percent of my stuff over the winter.
There are only two seasons - winter and Baseball.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
Thus, during the winter of 2003 I ventured into a new arena as a professional photographer.
I have never seen snow and do not know what winter means.
I've never gotten used to winter and never will.
The restaurants close here in Salzburg. They don't really have a nightlife in the winter time.
