Quotes About Snow globe

We feel like 'Lost' deserved a real resolution, not a 'snow globe, waking up in bed, it's all been a dream, cut to black' kind of ending. We thought that would be kind of a betrayal to an audience that's been on this journey for six years. We thought that was not the right ending for our show.

What exactly did you find in Atlanta?" Frank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. "Some peach preserves. A couple of T-shirts. A snow globe. And, um, these not-really-Chinese handcuffs." Annabeth forced herself to stay calm. "How about you start from the top—of the story, not the backpack.

I feel like I'm caught in time, caught in a perfect moment inside a snow globe that maybe I'd beg my mom for at a gas station, and I can't find my breath, and my knees feel a little wobbly, and I try to remind myself to remember this moment, to hold on to it forever, to seal it up like we really are in that snow globe and to never let anything shatter the bubble that envelops us, that protects us from everything else around us in the outside world.

I'm Min's fairy godmother, Charm Boy,' Liza said, frowning down at him. 'And if you don't give her a happily ever after, I'm going to come back and beat you to death with a snow globe.' What happened to "bibbity bobbity boo"?' Cal asked Min. That was Disney, honey,' Min said. 'It wasn't a documentary.

Mrs. Friedman lived in a happy snow globe of AP History.

The myriad new connections that spring up during the psychedelic experience as mapped by the neuroimaging done at Imperial College and the disintegration of well-travelled old connections may serve simply to shake the snow globe, in Robin Carhart-Harris' phrase, a predicate for establishing new pathways.

I never accepted why there should be some invisible, wavy cutoff line separating Great Fiction from phosphorescent beauties and dollhouse miniatures, novels that contain a whole world in a snow globe.

It's funny: I've always had the analogy of a snow globe, that Hollywood is a snow globe. No, it's true. If you shake it up, you can look at it and really enjoy it. But don't ever go in. Don't ever buy into it and be like, 'I deserve all of this!' because it can go away at any time, so just have a lot of fun.

Curious. (You know, if curious means "impossible" or "freaky" or…"indelibly awesome.") And now my head feels all full of moonlight or starlight or something. Or snow. My head feels like a snow globe that's been shaken, and glitter is swirling around in it like unmoored stars.

shrunk until she was an inch high and was living inside one of her most prized possessions—a snow globe. It was so beautiful there, inside the big, old, magical-looking house, so warm, so welcoming. Emma could make it snow anytime she wanted with just a turn of her wrist, a bit of magic that never failed to delight Zach and

Up high, wind purled the canopy roof. Where we were, the air didn't move, as still as the inside of a tomb. I turned on my headlamp and shone it up, illuminating detritus of sees and spores slowly falling. "We're in a snow globe," JT said.