Raindrops blossom brilliantly in the rainbow, and change to flowers in the sod, but snow comes in full flower direct from the… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Anything after we returned from vacation was a hot autumn day, taunting me with promises of February snow piles.” — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share Image
Sure, the first light snowfall may be a chance to dance giddily, leaving squeaky footprints through the neighborhood, marking the runner's right… — Don Kardong Copy Share Image
No man would ever use both hands to hold a cup of tea, unless he was one day's march from the South… — Allison Pearson Copy Share Image
Love you always, miss you always... running day and night, leaving the place of sun and moon, of ice and snow. Never… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the… — Craig Thompson Copy Share Image
These be Three silent things: The Falling snow. . . the hour Before the dawn. . . the mouth of one Just dead. — Adelaide Crapsey Copy Share Image
“I thought, how magical, the first glimspe of snow. By March I would be sick of it, but here in this November… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be… — Edward Gorey Copy Share Image
I believe that people, regardless of their station in life, should be able to sit down at a table to a meal… — Michael Nutter Copy Share Image
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky… — Patricia Hampl Copy Share Image
I'm working on a snow scene right now, and it's summer. It's hot, and I will get chilly. I'll have to turn… — Thomas Kinkade Copy Share Image
“Snow is both sides of the same page It covers the grave and the tulip” — Richard L. Ratliff Copy Share Image
Lunchroom economic conversations are inevitably graced with at least one statement from an old-timer along the lines of, 'In my day, we… — Kevin Hassett Copy Share Image
For those moments when it's just you and the rock and the ice and the snow, life always makes sense. — Stacy Allison Copy Share Image
It is wonderful to be in the country in a glass house, because no matter what happens out there, you're nice and… — Philip Johnson Copy Share Image
You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar and wonder where she got it. You will always be… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Hers was a memory made up of snapshorts: being dragged through the snow by a pack of wolves, first kiss tasting of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I can't seem to stop taking on things that are a lot of pressure. It's really bad for me. But I mean,… — Rachel Zegler Copy Share Image
It's impossible to be the Mockingjay. Impossible to complete even this one sentence. Because now I know that everything I say will… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but… — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
When it is winter and we must walk in the blizzard snow do not our fingers and toes whisper death And when… — Martine Leavitt Copy Share Image
For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
