StevenBrisson:
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event.
StevenBrisson:
In skating over thin ice our safety is our speed.
StevenBrisson:
Woods have never seemed to me to be static things: I move through them, they move through me.
StevenBrisson:
Love the giver more than the gift.
StevenBrisson:
All I need is my one star in the sky, to wish for you everyday.
StevenBrisson:
We all live under the same sky, but we don't all have the same horizon.
StevenBrisson:
To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. (Explore, #3)
StevenBrisson:
Arriving at one goal is the starting point to another.
StevenBrisson:
When it snows, you have two choices: shovel or make snow angels. (Explore, #26)
StevenBrisson:
Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.
StevenBrisson:
Hearty laughter is a good way to jog internally without having to go outdoors. (Explore, #1)
StevenBrisson:
Silence is a fence around wisdom.
StevenBrisson:
There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on the point of view.
StevenBrisson:
When snow falls, nature listens. (Explore)
StevenBrisson:
Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance. (Explore, #7)
StevenBrisson:
Remember, a chip on the shoulder is a sure sign of wood higher up.
StevenBrisson:
One should really use the camera as though tomorrow you'd be stricken blind.
StevenBrisson:
At sea a fellow comes out. Salt water is like wine, in that respect.
StevenBrisson:
Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.
StevenBrisson:
The limitations in your photography are in yourself, for what we see is what we are. (Explore)
StevenBrisson:
The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.
StevenBrisson:
Every mile is two in winter.
StevenBrisson:
The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination.
StevenBrisson:
You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view.
StevenBrisson:
Let me look upward into the branches of the flowering oak and know that it grew great and strong because it grew slowly & well.
StevenBrisson:
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.
StevenBrisson:
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StevenBrisson:
You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.
StevenBrisson:
When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure. (Explore, #2)
StevenBrisson:
When I have a camera in my hand, I know no fear.
