Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream. Inside, the fireplace is… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
“Lives are snowflakes - unique in detail, forming patterns we have seen before, but as like one another as peas in a… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Yes, the sky was now a devastating, home-cooked red. The small German town had been flung apart one more time. Snowflakes of… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The caterpillar turns to liquid before turning into a butterfly. Liquid. Thus washing away any speck of his caterpillar self as he… — Hippie Copy Share Image
Where is the subject that does not branch out into infinity? For every grain of sand is a mystery; so is every… — William Mountford Copy Share Image
“Well, she had her own sorry self, her own story, the snowflake of her life, but even as a child she had… — Jincy Willett Copy Share Image
Under the microscope, I found that snowflakes were miracles of beauty; and it seemed a shame that this beauty should not be… — Wilson Bentley Copy Share Image
I feel all agitated, like one of those snow globes you see resting peacefully on shop counters. I was perfectly happy being… — Sophie Kinsella Copy Share Image
She's not my type,' Carter says. 'So what is your type?' 'Tall, skinny, black hair, blue eyes, freckly nose. Blue tinsel wig… — Cathy Cassidy Copy Share Image
“Snowflake. You catch the snowflake but when you look in your hand you don’t have it no more. Maybe you see this… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
