Descent Quote by James Joyce

“And as he walked through the snow his footsteps disappeared behind him. He felt at that moment that he was coming from nowhere and…

— Chloe Thurlow

“His stories were not always new, but there was in the telling of them a special kind of magic. His voice could roll like…

— David Eddings

“The snow whispered down in the stillness and the sparks rose and dimmed and died in the eternal blackness.”

— Cormac McCarthy

“And he would watch the snow falling, thin and ceaseless, on the empty lands below the window, and feel the dull cold grow within…

— Ursula K. Le Guin

“She began to feel sacred, scared and the voices came and went and her body became brittle, falling, drying, like cold Annihilation, like blue…

— J. Jason Graff

“It started to snow—light flakes that drifted down from the heavens like small feathers released from angel pillows.”

— Debbie Macomber

“Against snow, a tall Beautiful Being. Whistlings of death and circles of muffled music make this adored body rise, swell and tremble like a…

— Arthur Rimbaud

“Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on,…

— Elyne Mitchell

“He was the last leaf in a forest fallen to winter. He was the last soul in a graveyard of silence. He was the…

— Daniel Arenson

The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.

— William Goldman

“But the constant motion of the flames soon lulled him into a passive state where unrelated fragments of thoughts, sounds, images, and emotions drifted…

— Christopher Paolini