{"quotes":[{"text":"What was that you gave me to eat?' Winter panicked.A Filler Crisp,' Clover said, his eyes seventy percent concerned and thirty percent mischievous.","author":"Obert Skye","tags":["clover","food","funny","geth","hungry","winter"],"id":389,"author_id":"Obert+Skye"},{"text":"It was evenings like that when beneath dim light and relaxing in a sultry bath that she missed him the most. A flicker of candlelight, wind breathing snow against the window and the soothing scent of creme caramel – all were a comfort to her as she closed her eyes, summoned memories and many a tender thought. She didn't feel deserving of the devotion bestowed upon her, but she had finally learned to accept its wondrous gift, knowing that love was the source of existence and its only end.","author":"Donna Lynn Hope","tags":["devoted","devotion","love","missing","reflection","remembering","snow","winter"],"id":479,"author_id":"Donna+Lynn+Hope"},{"text":"I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one, The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily, And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass; And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass, I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight, And build me stately palaces by candlelight.","author":"Charles Baudelaire","tags":["dusk","evening","night","winter"],"id":1066,"author_id":"Charles+Baudelaire"},{"text":"Don't judge me. Ethics and morality no longer exist in our world. It's a luxury of the past, afforded only to those who had a future.","author":"T.M. Williams","tags":["death","desperation","ethics","luxury","morality","tm-williams","undead","undead-winter","winter","zombie"],"id":1191,"author_id":"T.M.+Williams"},{"text":"I remember a time in a class on a cold winter morning a Japanese girl came with a surgical mask \u0026 I thought “wow people would go to extremes NOT to get sick in Japan” afterwards on a break I approached her \u0026 asked in a cynical manner: why the mask? Are you afraid of catching a cold? \u0026 then she said “in Japan you use it when YOU are under the weather \u0026 you don’t want other people to get sick, it is the polite thing to do” wow! That's a lesson I will never forget.","author":"Pablo","tags":["compassion","empathy","inspirational","lessons","motivational","philosophy","philosophy-of-life","winter","wisdom"],"id":1352,"author_id":"Pablo"},{"text":"She looked at the produce stalls, a row of jewels in a case, the colors more subtle in the winter, a Pantone display consisting only of greens, without the raspberries and plums of summer, the pumpkins of autumn. But if anything, the lack of variation allowed her mind to slow and settle, to see the small differences between the almost-greens and creamy whites of a cabbage and a cauliflower, to wake up the senses that had grown lazy and satisfied with the abundance of the previous eight months. Winter was a chromatic palate-cleanser, and she had always greeted it with the pleasure of a tart lemon sorbet, served in a chilled silver bowl between courses.","author":"Erica Bauermeister","tags":["cooking","senses","the-seasons","winter"],"id":2150,"author_id":"Erica+Bauermeister"},{"text":"Perhaps because my town was so naturally gothic in its architecture and relative isolation - the roads often closed in winter - my stories tended toward the ghostly and the creepily suspenseful right from the get-go.","author":"Andrew Pyper","tags":["winter","roads","isolation "],"id":2274,"author_id":"Andrew+Pyper"},{"text":"We need society, and we need solitude also, as we need summer and winter, day and night, exercise and rest.","author":"Philip Gilbert Hamerton","tags":["day","winter","night "],"id":2539,"author_id":"Philip+Gilbert+Hamerton"},{"text":"Winter passed, suns and moons, and in the heat of summer each tree leaned across the stream and enmeshed its young foliage with the crown of its brother. More summers, more winters, more suns and moons, and the two had grown together, their great trunks fused, the stream parting now to flow round them.","author":"Harper Fox","tags":["love","seasons","trees","winter"],"id":3147,"author_id":"Harper+Fox"},{"text":"Summer fell upon Paris, with everyone still intently following his own subterranean course of passion or habit and looking up like a startled creature of the night at the blazing June sun. Now, all of a sudden, there was an impelling necessity to go away, to give a continuation or a meaning to the winter that had just gone by.","author":"Françoise Sagan","tags":["paris","summer","winter"],"id":3962,"author_id":"Fran%C3%A7oise+Sagan"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":604,"pages":61,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}