“And the mist of snow, as he had foreseen, was still on it - a ghost of snow falling in the bright sunlight, softly and steadily floating and turning and pausing, soundlessly meeting the snow that covered, as with a… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
“I find the world changed when it snows. Sometimes I wonder if it's the closest thing to magic I shall ever experience.” — M.A. Kuzniar Copy Share Image
