This is my first snow at Smith. It is like any other snow…

“Later in the winter I'd tire of the snow, but Christmas snow was different.”

— Marie Landry

“God, I scream for time to let go, to write, to think. But no. I have to exercise my memory in little feats just…

— Sylvia Plath

In London the day after Christmas (Boxing Day), it began to snow: my first snow in England. For five years, I had been tactfully…

— Sylvia Plath

I am younger each year at the first snow. When I see it, suddenly, in the air, all little and white and moving; then…

— Anne Sexton

The snow had begun in the gloaming, and busily all the night had been heaping field and highway with a silence deep and white.

— James Russell Lowell

“First Snow The snow began here this morning and all day continued, its white rhetoric everywhere calling us back to why, how, whence such beauty…

— mary oliver

The first snow is like the first love. Do you remember your first snow?

— Anonymous

Humid seal of soft affections, Tend'rest pledge of future bliss, Dearest tie of young connections, Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss.

— Robert Burns

Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.

— Ruth Stout

The lyric abstrusities of Auden ring mystically down the circular canals of my ear and it begins to look like snow. The good gray…

— Sylvia Plath

I like snow, but I don't want to live in Siberia.

— Victoria Coren Mitchell

“His voice was like snow at midnight.”

— Katherine Arden

But I melted away like snow into the ground.

— Chiodos

I like this whole part. The snow is snowing and the wind is blowing but I can weather the storm! What do I care…

— Anonymous

Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into, the mind.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge