The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Chri….

In the summer we lay up a stock of experiences for the winter, as the squirrel of nuts?something for conversation in winter evenings..

Having survived her 10th London winter (she got through January by assigning it "international month," and amusing Moses and his big sister, Apple, 9….

You may tell by looking at any twig of the forest, ay, at your very wood-pile, whether its winter is past or not..

The ground has on its clothes. The trees poke out of sheets and each branch wears the sock of God..

"Hear! hear!" screamed the jay from a neighboring tree, where I had heard a tittering for some time, "winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel, if ….

How bittersweet it is, on winter's night, To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire, As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light, Rise, to ….

The moles nested in my cellar, nibbling every third potato, and making a snug bed even there of some hair left after plastering and of brown paper; f….

I can only get my drummer in the winter; he plays with Grand Funk all summer..

If youve ever lived in Chicago, anyone who has, they know what a winter in Chicago is like. To be going through a tough time here in the winter would….

The wonderful purity of nature at this season is a most pleasing fact.... In the bare fields and tinkling woods, see what virtue survives. In the col….

One disagreeable result of whispering is that it seems to evoke an atmosphere of silence, haunted by the ghosts of sound - strange cracks and ticking….

The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; ….

I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all win….

A cold and searching wind drives away all contagion, and nothing can withstand it but what has a virtue in it, and accordingly, whatever we meet with….

Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places..

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance a….

Autobiographical writings, essays, interviews, various other things... All the non-fiction prose I wanted to keep, that was the idea behind this coll….

And don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous..

What I'm trying to do [in Winter Journal] is to tell the story of a man's life from birth, but there are different versions of him, four different ve….

I don't wanta hear all your word descriptions of words words words you made up all winter, man I wanta be enlightened by actions..