The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades? — Edgar Lee Masters Copy Share Image
There's a rule in Hollywood: stay away from water and stay away from snow, and I had both. — Roland Emmerich Copy Share Image
Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
We hid from the Nazis in the mountains. Sometimes there was nothing to eat but snow. — Bruno Sammartino Copy Share Image
Stars will blossom in the darkness, Violets bloom beneath the snow. — Julia Caroline Dorr Copy Share Image
Unless we make Christmas an occasion to share our blessings, all the snow in Alaska wont make it white. — Bing Crosby Copy Share Image
And finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow. — Roy Bean Copy Share Image
“My breath came out in a fog and rose into the milky sky. Snow fell on my eyelashes, and all of Brooklyn… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
I can't wait for winter...the snow, the ice skating, hot chocolate, days off school, snowball fights, winter clothes. Agh I love it. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I like this whole part. The snow is snowing and the wind is blowing but I can weather the storm! What do… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“you cross the field in the snow leaving tracks in perfect whiteness ...disturbing my placid universe...marking the landscape within me ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
I sit in the sky like a sphinx misunderstood; My heart of snow is wed to the whiteness of swans; I hate… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
What?" she asked again. He pointed ahead of them. "See that?" "What, the snow?" "Beyond that." "More snow?" "Stop looking at the… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
I feel like this thing [that] we're rocking back and forth like we're stuck in a snow bank and we all sort… — Justin Vernon Copy Share Image
So there you have it: Nature is a rotten mess. But that's only the beginning. If you take your eyes off it… — Lee Goldberg Copy Share Image
The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope; big stars were shining over the silent… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
“The next morning it is still snowing, which makes me feel gloomy. People describe snow as soft and light and airy. Delicate… — Tess Hilmo Copy Share Image
“The snow has not yet left the earth, but spring is already asking to enter your heart. If you have ever recovered… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
Our bodies and our minds have their own timing that pay little attention to our cerebral desires. We can't force or expect… — Tara Stiles Copy Share Image
Spring is the fresh green of young corn and the pink blush of blossoms. Autumn contrasts the yellowed foilage with violet hues.… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
Obviously, like anything else, I have views on how we should play defense but I don't call the defensive plays. I have… — Matt Rhule Copy Share Image
The union of hearts-the union of hands-And the flag of our Union forever. - George Pope Morris. Your flag and my flag,… — Wilbur D. Nesbit Copy Share Image
I was a mailman walking in the snow six days a week, 12-hour days. Every two weeks, I'd get a check for $228. — John Prine Copy Share Image
Feather to fire,fire to blood Blood to bone,bone to marrow Marrow to ashes,ashes to snow — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
Someone called actors 'sculptors in snow.' Very apt. In the end, it's all nothing. — Vincent Price Copy Share Image
Whatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof. — S.J. Watson Copy Share Image
Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon. — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
Sex is like snow, you never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last — Sophia Loren Copy Share Image
“We are all made of glass. Snow floats around us. We are delicately made, meant to be smashed.” — Nicki Salcedo Copy Share Image
Oh where, oh where had Snow White gone? She'd found it easy, being pretty To hitch a ride into the city. — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
May the making of snow angels not be the only time you spread your legs this winter. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“[Kandinsky] arrived, as they say, 'with snow on his boots', and it never really melted.” — Neville Weston Copy Share Image
What is the world, O soldiers? It is I, I, this incessant snow, This northern sky. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
The snow has quietness in it; no songs, no smells, no shouts or traffic. When I speak my own voice shocks me. — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
What is love without passion? - A garden without flowers, a hat without feathers, tobogganing without snow. — Lady Randolph Churchill Copy Share Image