Quotes About Winter

My daddy's face is a study. Winter moves into it and presides there. His eyes become a cliff of snow threatening to avalanche, his eyebrows bend like black limbs of leafless trees. His skin takes on the pale cheerless yellow of winter sun; for a jaw he has the edges of a snowbound field dotted with stubble; his high forehead is the frozen sweep of the Erie.

Tori is the woman in your neighborhood who stops by your garden, pauses, and gets you going for three hours on the topic of lilies that grow best in winter sun. Later, you'll walk by her pea patch and discover the most spectacular flower, not exactly what you planted, but something that shows the influence of the tips you shared.

Nothing can be as peaceful and endless as a long winter darkness, going on and on, like living in a tunnel where the dark sometimes deepens into night and sometimes eases to twilight, you're screened from everything, protected, even more alone than usual.

Det er snølyset," sa hun. "Alt blir pent i snølys.

Folk våknet sent, for det var ikke noen morgen lenger, fiskerleiet lå lydløst under urørt snø mellom husene, til barna ble sluppet ut og gravde tunneler og huler og skrek og skulle passe seg selv.

There are such a lot of things that have no place in summer and autumn and spring. Everything that's a little shy and a little rum. Some kinds of night animals and people that don't fit in with others and that nobody really believes in. They keep out of the way all the year. And then when everything's quiet and white and the nights are long and most people are asleep—then they appear.

In order to create snow golems, make snow blocks by stacking the snowballs into groups of four, and putting a pumpkin on top.

My father was often impatient during March, waiting for winter to end, the cold to ease, the sun to reappear. March was an unpredictable month, when it was never clear what might happen. Warm days raised hopes until ice and grey skies shut over the town again.

Ha ha, imagine Winter singing! I wonder if he can scowl and sing and look darkly handsome and mortally offended all at the same time. Probably.

The NightWings are going to set their heads on fire," Qibli agreed. "No, wait. They're going to set the closest IceWing's head on fire. Winter, I hope your skull is as thick as it looks.

imagine Winter singing! I wonder if he can scowl and sing and look darkly handsome and mortally offended all at the same time. Probably.

Winter thinks the mountains are going to eat him,

She put one talon over Winter's

Hailstorm is alive?" Winter cried.

I can be a little worried about superstrength," Winter growled. "And whatever that other one can do." "Make bananas," Qibli filled in. "Absolutely terrifying. Run for your life.

No," Winter said in a bored voice. "He has a dragon-skull tattoo for every dragon he's ever killed," said Qibli. "He's covered in them." "Sounds a bit obvious." Winter yawned. "Why not just tattoo 'I'M TOTALLY MENACING' on his forehead.

What is with you and faces?" Qibli said. "You should try threatening someone's elbows or ankles once in a while, just for a change of pace." Kinkajou landed on the branch beside the angry RainWing, angling herself between the furious dragon and Winter.

He probably should have predicted that Winter would be a stubborn donkey for no reason.

Um, I can predict your weather a year in advance. It's going to … wait for it … oh, this is pretty shocking … it's going to SNOW! And then a couple of days later … you're not going to believe it … snow again! And then, wait, this one's a bit tricky … hang on to your tails, everyone … it looks like we're in for about three hundred and sixty-five more days of … great moons! MORE SNOW!

And then Winter pushed him inside and doors began slamming shut all around them, as the SandWings locked themselves in and waited to be buried alive.

Winter slouched handsomely against the cave wall, wearing one of his most heroic scowls.

Winter's burns were sending fiery bolts of pain along all the nerves in his body, but he staggered forward to help Qibli.

There was a SkyWing!" Winter snarled. "It attacked me and stole my prey and then disapp — oh, SEAL GUTS!

other side of the pavilion, he hissed, "Your Majesty, I think there's one of them right behind me." The dragon next to him looked around in alarm, spotted Winter, and leaped backward, nearly knocking one of her companions off the platform. "Oh my gosh, is that what they look like?" she cried. "Why's it pointy all over?" "Look at its tail!" yelped another. "It really is all spiky!" "And can you feel how cold it is?