Christmas Quote by Clement Clarke Moore

“Their father took his hand from his shoulder. The wind rattled the windows, careful now. “Listen to that,” their mother said. “It’s really picking…

— Alice McDermott

“They rode for days through the rain and they rode through rain and hail and rain again. In that gray storm light they crossed…

— Cormac McCarthy

They whirled past the dark trees, as feathers would be swept before a hurricane. Houses, gates, churches, hay-stacks, objects of every kind they shot…

— Charles Dickens

“The months came and went, and back and forth they twisted through the uncharted vastness, where no men were and yet where men had…

— Jack London

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh, Through the white…

— Lydia M. Child

Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.

— John Dryden

“Up home we loved a good storm coming, we’d fly outdoors and run up and down to meet it,” her mother used to say.…

— Eudora Welty

“a raft or a scow, you know; and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of them crafts.…

— Mark Twain

“Storm fronts that linger upon the horizon; white plastic places where every thought dies in; swabbies and cocktails and parrots’ bright wings; these are…

— Neal Shusterman