SNOW QUOTES

quotations about snow

Snow quote

The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence.

DEAN KOONTZ, Brother Odd

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Snow brings a special quality with it, the power to stop life as you know it dead in its tracks. There is nothing you can do but give in to the moment at hand--what I call the Zen of snow.

NANCY HATCH WOODWARD, "Southern Snow", Southern Cultures, spring 2012

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Snow pursued by the wind is not wholly unlike a retreating army. In the open field it ranges itself in ranks and battalions; where it can get a foothold it makes a stand; where it can take cover it does so. You may see whole platoons of snow cowering behind a bit of broken wall.

AMBROSE BIERCE, "The Night-Doings at Deadman's"

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But pleasures are like poppies spread--
You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river--
A moment white -- then melts for ever.

ROBERT BURNS, Tam o' Shanter

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Snow makes cities innocent again, reveals the frailty of the human gesture against the void.

GLEN DUNCAN, The Last Werewolf

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The aging process has you firmly in its grasp if you never get the urge to throw a snowball.

DOUG LARSON, attributed, Dictionary of Quotations

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Nature has many tricks wherewith she convinces man of his finity--the ceaseless flow of the tides, the fury of the storm, the shock of the earthquake, the long roll of heaven's artillery--but the most tremendous, the most stupefying of all, is the passive phase of the White Silence. All movement ceases, the sky clears, the heavens are as brass; the slightest whisper seems sacrilege, and man becomes timid, affrighted at the sound of his own voice. Sole speck of life journeying across the ghostly wastes of a dead world, he trembles at his audacity, realizes that his is a maggot's life, nothing more. Strange thoughts arise unsummoned, and the mystery of all things strives for utterance. And the fear of death, of God, of the universe comes over him--the hope of the Resurrection and the Life, the yearning for immortality, the vain striving of the imprisoned essence--it is then, if ever, man walks alone with God.

JACK LONDON, "The White Silence"

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The trouble with the last snowfall of the season is that you can't be sure.

DOUG LARSON, attributed, Reader's Digest, 1998

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The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.

E. E. Cummings, Viva

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I am younger each year at the first snow. When I see it, suddenly, in the air, all little and white and moving; then I am in love again and very young and I believe everything.

ANNE SEXTON, letter to W. D. Snodgrass, November 28, 1958

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God gives to the silent snow a voice, and clothes its innocence and weakness with a power like His own.

CAROLINE LUCRETIA HERSCHEL, attributed, Day's Collacon

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The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.

SHANNON HALE, Palace of Stone

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Getting only an inch of snow is like winning a nickel in a poker game.

GEORGE MOON, The Tennessee Mountain Man

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In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.

CHRISTINA ROSSETTI, Mid-Winter

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If snow melts down to water, does it still remember being snow?

JENNIFER MCMAHON, The Winter People

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A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.

CARL REINER, attributed, The 2,548 Best Things Anybody Ever Said

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Snow makes a soft bed, but no man wakes from it. That was the wisdom of the North.

MARK LAWRENCE, Prince of Fools

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Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.

HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW, Snow-Flakes

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Surely, of all things that are, snow is the most beautiful and the most feeble! Born of air-drops, less than the fallen dew, disorganized by a puff of warmth, driven everywhere by the least motion of the winds, each particle light and soft, and falling to the earth with such noiseless gentleness, that the wings of ten million times ten million makes no sound in the air, and the footfall of thrice as many makes no noise.

HENRY WARD BEECHER, attributed, Day's Collacon

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Outside, snow solidified itself into graceful forms. The peace of winter stars seemed permanent.

TONI MORRISON, Beloved

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