“When a person is accustomed to one hundred and thirty-eight in the shade, his ideas about cold weather are not valuable.” PersonsIdeasEnvironmentColdHundredValuableEightWeatherThirtyShadeAccustomedCold WeatherThirty Eight Book:Mark Twain at Your Fingertips: A Book of Quotations Source: Mark Twain at Your Fingertips: A Book of Quotations
“There is a sumptuous variety about the New England weather... In the spring I have counted one hundred and twenty-six different kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours.” KindDifferentHoursFourSixSpringHundredEnglandTwentiesWeatherVarietyDifferent KindsNew EnglandSumptuous Author:Mark Twain
“People speak because they are afraid of silence. They speak mechanically whether aloud or to themselves. They are intoxicated by this vocal gruel that ensnares every object and every being. They talk about rain and fine weather; they talk about money, about love, about nothing. And even when they are talking about their most exalted love, they use words uttered a hundred times, threadbare phrases.” PeopleUseSpeakSilenceTalkingObjectsFineHundredRainWeatherPhrasesVocalExaltedIntoxicatedFine Weather Author:Andreï Makine
“Statues lined the stairs and stood, dotted across the roof. But they had been brutalized by time and the weather. Some were missing arms. Many had no faces. Once they had been saints and angels. Two hundred years standing in London had turned them into cripples.” YearsTwoFacesMissingArmsHundredAngelStandingSaintLondonWeatherRoofStatuesStairsCripples Book:Scorpia Source: Scorpia
“We are accustomed to live in hopes of good weather, a good harvest, a nice love-affair, hopes of becoming rich or getting the office of chief of police, but I've never noticed anyone hoping to get wiser. We say to ourselves: it'll be better under a new tsar, and in two hundred years it'll still be better, and nobody tries to make this good time come tomorrow. On the whole, life gets more and more complex every day and moves on its own sweet will, and people get more and more stupid, and get isolated from life in ever-increasing numbers.” PeopleTryingYearsStillsTwoWholeMovingNumbersRichNiceStupidSweetBecomingTomorrowOfficeHundredPoliceComplexesAffairWhole LifeWeatherChiefsGood TimesIsolatedWiserHarvestAccustomedLove AffairGood Weather Author:Anton Chekhov