Related Quotes
dreamed game season
Lukas Krajicek Just to get to play the first game of the season is what I've dreamed of, and it happened.
dreams thy true
Friedrich Schiller Keep true to the dreams of thy youth.
dream thy true youth
Friedrich Schiller Keep true to the dream of thy youth.
dream gives thinking
Ray Young Just thinking about it gives me the chills, ... It's one of the things I dream about at night.
dream fun magnitude mine
Lucy Jones Hector Mine was a dream earthquake. All the fun of a magnitude 7 without any of the guilt.
dream game
Luciano Figueroa Having a game like this is a dream come true.
dreamed drowning famous man rich
Michael Ende Guido clung to this thought like a drowning man clutching at a straw. He was rich and famous now, he told himself, and wasn't that what he'd always dreamed of?
dream fairy family incomplete loved maybe tales wanting worlds
Lauren Bacall I loved reading Grimm's fairy tales and Hans Christian Andersen, and I loved to dream about other worlds and other lives. Maybe that has something to do with having an incomplete family, being an only child. All I know is I loved to pretend, and all that was in tandem with my wanting to be an actress.
spring training
Hank Blalock It is just part of Spring Training soreness. If this was during the season, I'd play through it.
spring sleep thinking
Richelle Mead What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me.
spring winter animal
Truman Capote June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.
spring fall autumn
Truman Capote Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.
spring special groups
Reinhold Niebuhr Since inequalities of privilege are greater than could possibly be defended rationally, the intelligence of privileged groups is usually applied to the task of inventing specious proofs for the theory that universal values spring from, and that general interests are served by, the special privileges which they hold.
spring training sound
William Zinsser The sound of the bat is the music of spring training.
spring years snow
William Wordsworth Nor will I then thy modest grace forget, Chaste Snow-drop, venturous harbinger of Spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years!
spring farewell bird
William Wordsworth Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring.
spring power men
William Wordsworth I am already kindly disposed towards you. My friendship it is not in my power to give: this is a gift which no man can make, it is not in our own power: a sound and healthy friendship is the growth of time and circumstance, it will spring up and thrive like a wildflower when these favour, and when they do not, it is in vain to look for it.
winter break love-and-jealousy
Richelle Mead When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes, Winter Break Turns Deadly
winter grieving long
Raymond Chandler I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings.
winter night grieving
Raymond Chandler I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintace. I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter nights.
winter player world
Ritchie Blackmore Johnny Winter is one of the best blues players in the world. He's very underrated.
winter important tests
Valentino Rossi The work that we do during the winter is very important; we have a new bike and it's important to develop it during this time, and we start with this test
winter grace grows
Samuel Rutherford Grace grows best in winter.
winter snow tree
Wallace Stevens One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow
winter voice air
Wallace Stevens Cold is our element and winter's air Brings voices as of lions coming down.
winter ice sky
Wallace Stevens The leaves hop, scraping on the ground. It is deep January. The sky is hard. The stalks are firmly rooted in ice. It is in this solitude, a syllable, Out of these gawky flitterings, Intones its single emptiness, The savagest hollow of winter-sound.