Snow falling Quote by John Jerome Download Open image ““Snow falling in the woods when there’s no wind is the most peaceful thing I’ve ever seen.”” — John Jerome ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Snow falling
“..snow gently settles like dust in a shaft - for one moment there is no one else - only the wind like the hiss… — john geddes Copy Share Image
“I told myself to remember the snow and to remember my pure, strong happiness at simply being alive to see it. That thought has… — Siri Hustvedt Copy Share Image
“The most joyful thing I know is the peace, the silence that one enjoys in the woods or on the tilled lands.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Here in our mountains, the snow falls even on the maple leaves.” — Yasunari Kawabata Copy Share Image
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?” — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
“A sighing wind brings heavy snow As every good woodcutter knows. It fills the road, it blocks the door It lays and stays and… — Allan Rankin Copy Share Image
“Now that we were under a little bit of shelter, I could see how gorgeous the woods were in the storm.” — Morgan Matson Copy Share Image
“Once you’ve been touched by the land, the wind never blows so cold again, because your love files the edges off it.” — W.P. Kinsella Copy Share Image
“If you should ever be blessed to be far enough from the cacophony of civilization when a heavy snow falls, you can even hear… — R.C. Sproul Jr Copy Share Image
“It is not so much the science of snow for me, anymore. I’d rather just look at it. The light, the way it absorbs… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“I never knew until then that snow made everything quiet, somehow silencing all the world's noise.” — Karen Thompson Walker Copy Share Image
“Joinery, it now occurs to me, must be the foundation of all craft. You put two things together to make something else, to accomplish… — John Jerome Copy Share Image
“: “It’s all chemicals, says the biochemistry text. Chlorophylls keep the leaves green while thy are green, carotenoids – as in butter, corn, canary… — John Jerome Copy Share Image
“[A]s my breath begins to quiet in the silent woods, I pick up a squeaking, creaking sound, growing steadily louder, that makes the hair… — John Jerome Copy Share Image
“Running is the most elemental sport there is. We are genetically programmed to do it.” — John Jerome Copy Share Image
“On the solstice: “The tilting of the earth may very well have stopped at the winter solstice, creaking to a halt and starting back… — John Jerome Copy Share Image
Silently, like thoughts that come and go, the snowflakes fall, each one a gem. — William Hamilton Gibson Copy Share Image
Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered...sealed away for opening on a January day with… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“That kind of empty; when hope is no longer deferred but evaporated, and try as you might, and you do try, you can't find… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“And the mist of snow, as he had foreseen, was still on it - a ghost of snow falling in the bright sunlight, softly… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
“Huge, dizzying, clumps and clusters of snow falling through the air, patches of white against an iron-gray sky, snow that touches your tongue with… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father would pull… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
When you love a city and have explored it frequently on foot, your body, not to mention your soul, gets to know the streets… — Orhan Pamuk Copy Share Image
Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dak trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end,… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Krisztina played the song. It was a lament made of eight notes, repeated. It was an empty melody. It sounded elemental too; it made… — Simon Avery Copy Share Image
“One minute it was Ohio winter, with doors closed, windows locked, the panes blind with frost, icicles fringing every roof, children skiing on slopes,… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I had always been led to believe that ageing was a slow and gradual process, the creep of a glacier. Now I realise that… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image