Quotes about win
winter grace grows
Grace grows best in winter. Samuel Rutherford
wine secret looks
The secret formula of the saints: When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.
wind storm violence
He that pursues fame with just claims, trusts his happiness to the winds; but he that endeavors after it by false merit, has to fear, not only the violence of the storm, but the leaks of his vessel. Samuel Johnson
wine play shakespeares-plays
In Shakespeare's plays, the mourner hastening to bury his friend is all the time colliding with the reveller hastening to his wine.
wind faces sun
Labor's face is wrinkled with the wind, and swarthy with the sun.
wine giving wish
It is more reasonable to wish for reputation while it may be enjoyed, as Anacreon calls upon his companions to give him for present use the wine and garlands which they propose to bestow upon his tomb.
wine men drunk
Before dinner men meet with great inequality of understanding; and those who are conscious of their inferiority have the modesty not to talk; when they have drunk wine, every man feels himself happy, and loses that modesty, and grows impudent and vociferous; but he is not improved; he is only not sensible of his defects.
winning thinking tonight
It's OK to sit in the Golden Globe room and look around and think, 'Oh, Helen Mirren's a loser tonight, so is Nicole Kidman. Meryl Streep lost tonight. Jessica Lange didn't win.' If you're gonna be in the company of losers, that's the company to be in. Sarah Paulson
winter snow cedars
It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs. Wallace Stevens
winter snow tree
One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow
winter voice air
Cold is our element and winter's air Brings voices as of lions coming down.
wind swans soul
The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks And far beyond the discords of the wind.
wind illusion irrational
The wind shifts like this: Like a human without illusions, Who still feels irrational things within her.
wings poetry darkness
At evening casual flocks of pigeons make Ambiguous undulations as they sink Downward to darkness, on extended wings.
winter ice sky
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.
wine thinking voice
I think voice is like a good wine. If you work it well, it will mature. Vittorio Grigolo
wind land sky
It is well to be informed about the winds, About the variations in the sky, The native traits and habits of the place, What each locale permits, and what denies. Virgil
winning whatever-it-takes i-can
I can do whatever it takes to win. Vince Young
winning actors faces
Being an actor is like winning the lottery. It's not really about your talent, it's right time, right place, right face. Vincent Kartheiser
winning men average
The man with the average mentality, but with control, with a definite goal, and a clear conception of how it can be gained, and above all, with the power of application and labor, wins in the end. William Howard Taft
wine oil ingredients
Wit, after all, is a mighty tart, pungent ingredient, and much too acid for some stomachs; but honest good humor is the oil and wine of a merry meeting. Washington Irving
wine french-wine my-friends
I serve your Beaune to my friends, but your Volnay I keep for myself. Voltaire
wine people champagne
The effervescence of this fresh wine reveals the true brilliance of the French people.
wine juice september
Wine is the divine juice of September.
wings firsts leap
I love the recklessness of faith. First you leap, and then you grow wings. William Sloane Coffin
winning careers office
I did not win and in fact I was called into the principal's office for a consultation with my parents. But that was the beginning of my literary career. William Joyce
winning soul toes
If I thought I could win one more soul to the Lord by walking on my head and playing the tambourine with my toes, I'd learn how! William Booth
window silent
And at my silent window-sill The jessamine peeps in. William C. Bryant
wind sky rushing
The stormy March has come at last, With winds and clouds and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley flies.
wind wings long
I hear the howl of the wind that brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings.
wind sabbath
The hushed winds their Sabbath keep.
wine sleep sound
now I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found Where seven Ephesian topers slept and never knew When Alexander's empire passed, they slept so sound. William Butler Yeats
wind collaboration clock
Because I helped to wind the clock, I come to hear it strike.