#winter

That got me thinking. Bon Jovi kills in Jersey. Just kills. We did Atlantic City this past winter and man, you wouldn't believe the intensity in that crowd. Can I just talk for a minute about how amazingly hot Heather is? ↗

— Richie Sambora

#amazingly #atlantic #believe #bon #bon jovi

I have a lot of nice Italian winter clothes that make me look like a sophisticated Lebanese professor, so my friend Robert and I go around pretending to be experts in Arabic politics. It doesn't work in the summer though. I don't have the right clothes. ↗

— Alexei Sayle

#around #clothes #experts #friend #go

I write probably 80 percent of my stuff over the winter. ↗

— Bob Seger

#i write #over #percent #probably #stuff

Our wings serve as flippers that carry us across the ocean; not in the sky! Why, us penguins have so much fun time in the water, we don't even want to fly! ↗

— Jasmine Jean

#flying #life #nature #penguin #season

I don't really know that this story has a whole lot of things happen in it. It doesn't really. It's just a record of how things were in my life during this last winter. I guess things happened, but nothing out of the ordinary. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#life #ordinary #record #story #winter

I love her. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#iron-daughter #iron-fey-series #julie-kagawa #the-winter-prince #love

Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#rain #sadness #winter #rain

There are such a lot of things that have no place in summer and autumn and spring. Everything that’s a little shy and a little rum. Some kinds of night animals and people that don’t fit in with others and that nobody really believes in. They keep out of the way all the year. And then when everything’s quiet and white and the nights are long and most people are asleep—then they appear. ↗

— Tove Jansson

#outsiders #winter #introvert

How mighty you are as death comes upon you and your color fades. Yet from life and lush to bold array, screaming into the night. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#dying #fall #inspirational #life #philosophy

Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel thread and garlands of metallic filaments that disappear underneath the other ornaments and finery. Shadows follow, joyful, laughing sprites. The tree is rich with potential wonder. All it needs is a glance from you to come alive. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#holiday #lights #tree #winter #inspirational