Sky, you can't ignore this!" He stood under the street…

I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat; you see I’m just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet…

— Leonard Cohen

“Outside, the sleet had gotten thicker. You could hear it pebbling against the large glass windows, you could see it swirling wildly through the…

— Dan Chaon

Neither sleet nor rain nor a half inch of snow will compel me to dress like a lumberjack.

— Gayle Forman

To be forgotten is to sleep in peace with the undisturbed myriads, no longer subject to the chills and heats, the blasts, the sleet,…

— Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr

When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around bare trees…

— Alice Hoffman

The Four Horsemen whose Ride presages the end of the world are known to be Death, War, Famine, and Pestilence. But even less significant…

— Terry Pratchett

Let firm, well hammer'd soles protect thy feet Through freezing snows, and rains, and soaking sleet; Should the big last extend the shoe too…

— John Gay

I'm still dominant and that's what matters, ... But rain, snow, sleet, it doesn't matter. I'm going to go out and try and win…

— Justin Gatlin

You never know: rain, sleet, hail, snow, See you gotta accept that's how things go. Prepare for the rainy day, or the sun's glow,…

— Q-Tip

Particles of raw inspiration sleet through the universe all the time. Every once in a while one of them hits a receptive mind, which…

— Terry Pratchett

A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be sleet and…

— Edward Gorey

Then come the wild weather, come sleet or come snow, we will stand by each other, however it blow.

— Simon Dach

“Sheets of sleet hurtled themselves against the windows, clattering like the tapping of devilish fingers upon the glass.”

— Carole Lawrence

I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive,- what time, what circuit first, I ask not; but unless God send…

— Robert Browning

“I was going to grow up to walk in sleet in fields...”

— Jack Kerouac