Quotes About Winter

delineator posts nosed out just above the surface of the snow at the level of his pickup windows.

She could see clerical staff trundling out to their cars in heavy coats, condensation puffs revealing their conversation.

Even the worst scenes could be improved by a layer of white snow.

Sorel pac boots,

Winter was held off for yet another day although it didn't even attempt to hide its dark intentions anymore, and the weather was cool and clear. Pockets of aspen performed maudlin technicolor death scenes on the mountainsides while brittle dry leaves choked the small streams and skittered across the road with breaths of wind.

As one got older, cold became one's enemy, as if the grave was teasing already.

De vez em quando eu vou ficar esperando você numa tarde cinzenta de inverno, bem no meio duma praça, então os meus braços não vão ser suficientes para abraçar você e a minha voz vai querer dizer tanta, mas tanta coisa que eu vou ficar calada um tempo enorme. só olhando você, sem dizer nada só olhando e pensando: "meu Deus, mas como você me dói de vez em quando…

Even so, [...] in the silence after a winter storm has ceased to howl, in the soft whisper of a morning snowfall, in the way the moonlight sparkles over new-fallen snow, you can feel when she has been near by, ever searching. You can sense the presence of the Winter Child.

The weather turned cool a few weeks later, and that winter was when Mia had her accident. So that actually turned out to be the last time I went camping. But even if it weren't, I still think it would be the best trip of my life. Whenever I remember it, I just picture our tent, a little ship glowing in the night, the sounds of Mia's and my whispers escaping like musical notes, floating out on a moonlit sea.

it was forty degrees outside.

All unemployed Jews are sent to labour camps in the countryside. A survivor remembered that "It was like a Russian winter. The snow lay metres deep on the tracks and froze over. To be there made one feel as though one was overwintering in Nova Zemlya."27

William whispered, "You're about to find out how your liver tastes, my friend." "I have tasted it already," Zacharel said, his voice its usual monotone. The snowflakes began to fall in earnest, tiny at first, but growing in diameter. An arctic wind blustered around. "It was a bit salty." How the hell was a guy supposed to respond to that?

He already had one foot in the winter of heaven. He was going to be whisked up.

She spat out snow. 'Vale, you're not carrying a gun, are you?' 'Absolutely not,' Vale answered. 'Do your worst, Winters.

It snewed in his hous of mete and drynke.

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but would not cost half as much during the winter months.

Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies, Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies; The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare, And shed their substance on the floating air.

Then as she dwindled away to nothing he glided on towards me with increasing speed, his huge Jewish face growing like a great egg above the silken wings of his gown. I swung the sword in an arc before him but as it moved the blade came away and flew upwards into the winter darkness which had collected above us. Clinging in fear and guilt to what remained in my hand I recognized my father.

Listen to the wind. It can blow dreadfully here. In the winter it blows so that it would drive you mad. It blows day after day, and one becomes so restless. What do you think of my page? Your - Mr. Nolan? He seems very devoted. I think he would let me kill him slowly.

She tried to understand what it meant to carry winter on your back, to hesitate over every step, to confuse words you don't hear properly, to have the impression that the rest of the world is going about in a great rush; the emptiness, frailty, fatigue, and indifference toward everything not directly related to you, even children and grandchildren, whose absence was not felt as it once had been, and whose names you had to struggle to remember.

Al crecer Rolf Carlé resultó observador, orgulloso y tenaz, con cierta inclinación romántica que lo abochornaba como un signo de debilidad.En esa época de exaltación guerrera, él jugaba con sus compañeros a las trincheras y a los aviones derribados, pero en secreto se conmovía con los brotes de cada primavera, las flores en el verano, el oro del otoño y la triste blancura del invierno.

Every time we visit my sister Karen in New Zealand I spend the next two months Googling properties and dreaming of escaping the British winter.

If you go to Minnesota in January, you should know that it's gonna be cold. You don't panic when the thermometer falls below zero.

In temperate zones, winter is the best insecticide; it keeps the bugs in check. The tropics enjoy no such respite, so plants there have developed a wide range of alkaloids that kill off nosy insects and animals.