Quotes About Frost

It is a way to keep cider sweet without boiling. Let the frost come to freeze them first, solid as stones, and then the rain or a warm winter day to thaw them, and they will seem to have borrowed a flavor from heaven through the medium of the air in which they hang.

Frost kills the flowers that bloom out of season...

Yorkshire weather can turn quickly. At one Auld Lang Syne race, it dropped to -16C. The frost turned everybody's hair grey. I couldn't take my shoes off, as my laces had frozen solid.

Peter James Stanlis. Robert Frost: The Poet as Philosopher. Second Edition. Intercollegiate Studies Institute, 2008

He declared that it was his love for poetry—and his ambition to write great poetry—that had compelled his self-training. "To love poetry is to study it," he said to Ward. (Frost became one of America's greatest autodidacts.)

Like Frost's, our job is to make choices that create the right conditions for dharma to flourish. The Gift is indestructible. It is a seed. We are not required to be God. We are not required to create the seed. Only to plant it wisely and

For me, watching football played in the snow is abominable, as in snowman.

Sure my love is all crostLike a bud in the frostAnd there's no use at all in my going to bed,For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes into my head!

I had A Lover's Quarrel With The World Robert Lee Frost (Old Bennington Cemetery, Bennington, Vermont) Our Darling Eva We Love You.

I like cold. I really like to go to cold towns. I love gray. I love winter.

And I, could I stand byAnd see you freeze, Without my right of frost, Death's privilege?

Had she always been so insulated from human contact, like a bloom encased in frost?

If anyone lacked the gene for holding a grudge, it was Frost, whose legendary congeniality only served to make Jane look bad.

Napfény a király jegére. Fagyosság a nÅ' tüzére. Azt kívántam, legyen övék az örökkévalóság. A tietek is, szép lány. És az Unseelie király elment.

The bare branches were silvered with frost. The berries of the holly tree looked white with rime. Old Marie said that all holly berries had once been white, but that the crown of thorns had been made of holly, and the berries had turned red when touched with Jesus's blood. She had a story to explain everything, Old Marie.

The sound of the bell reverberated on a breeze brittle with the promise of snow, skittering among the city's chimneys and across frost-kissed slate roofs.

The house is eaten by cold. We hear its bones crack in the jaws of sub-zero.

What can it be about low temperatures that sharpens the edges of objects?

a dense wall of greenery bordered it, ...an impenetrable barrier of oaks, evergreen shrubs, blackberry that somehow resisted the frost, and thorns. In the defense department, the witches would make Sleeping Beauty's evil witch weep with jealousy.

She lay all too aware of how frost stiffened her hair, furred her blankets.

Whatever was carrying me dropped me again with an ungraceful thump, and I lay gasping and throat-sore on the earth—the warm earth, lush with soft green grass, though it silvered with frost in a circle around where the Staryk knelt.

Colder than the nipple on a witch's tit! Colder than a bucket of penguin shit! Colder than the hairs of a polar bear's ass! Colder than the frost on a champagne glass!

They found the countryside, this year, at peace by a scant few days. Already vines are beginning to grow back over dragon's teeth, fallen Stukas, burned tanks. The sun warms the hillsides, the rivers fall bright as wine. The saints have refrained. Nights have been mild. The frost didn't come. It is the spring of peace. The vintage, God granting at least a hundred days of sun, will be fine.

He loved autumn; the way the leaves turned a panoply of colors before the trees let them go; the earthy aroma the breeze ferried across the fields; the crackle of frost, the clean taste in the air, the way the streets looked after the rain had come and gone.