Quotes About Snow

Snow is covering us. Close your eyes and sleep. Close your eyes and dream. This is one story. There will be another.

What's the big deal? Snow's just rain that's been left out in the cold.

We had killed them all without firing a shot. I prayed for the snow to fall and bury them for ever. When the snow falls you can almost believe the world is clean again. Is every snowflake different? No one knows.

It's snowing. Here I am. Lost and Found.

If anything made that country habitable it was the mountains themselves, purple when the sun dropped and so sharply etched in the morning light the granite dazzled almost more than the bright snow lacing it. The nearest peaks rose ten thousand feet higher than the valley floor, with Whitney, the highest, just off to the south. They were important for all of us, but especially for the Issei. Whitney reminded Papa of Fujiyama, that is, it gave him the same kind of spiritual sustenance.

My attitude about Hollywood is that I wouldn't walk across the street to pull one of those executives out of the snow if he was bleeding to death. Not unless I was paid for it. None of them ever did me any favors.

I grew up in Finland, so it's cold in Finland, we have ice rinks outdoors.

It was, you know, probably 80 degrees out in L.A., and my dad took me outside and there was snow. At the time, I thought, 'Every kid doesn't have snow in their backyard on Christmas?'

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

Moominmamma scooped up a handful of snow and made a snowball. She threw it clumsily as mothers do, and it plopped to the ground not very far away. 'I'm no good at that,' said Moominmamma with a laugh. 'Even Sorry-oo would have made a better throw.' 'Mother, I love you terribly,' said Moomintroll.

The wind had risen. It pressed snow against the windows with a powerful whispering that had followed the people of the village for a long, long time. Between squalls there was silence.

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.

Najednou se muminka zmocnila taková radost, že se musel odebrat do samoty. Okdrá?el pomalu ke k?lnÄ›. A když ho nikdo nevidÄ›l, dal se do bÄ›hu. B?žel v roztálém snÄ›hu, slunce se mu opíralo do zad a on b?žel a b?žel, protože byl Å¡Å¥astný a na nic nemyslel.

A steady land breeze blew through the trees behind the house. The heavy new snow tumbled from spruce branches, first here, then there, filling the whole woods with steps and whispers. Between the tree roots on the sun side, the soil was showing dark and wet with little sprigs of lingon.

Hiutale toisensa jälkeen laskeutui hänen lämpimälle kuonolleen ja suli. Hän pyydysti niitä käpäläänsä ihaillakseen niitä hetken, hän katseli ylöspäin ja näki niiden leijuvan kasvojaan kohti. Niitä tuli yhä enemmän ja enemmän, pehmeinä ja kevyinä kuin untuvat. Näinkö se käykin? mietti Muumipeikko. Ja minä kun luulin, että lumi kasvaa alhaalta päin!

Snow speckled the black dragon's wings and shoulders. Small chunks of ice were caught between her claws, and she shook her talons to knock them loose before stepping into the tunnel.

You're brilliant," said Fox, tossing her wings wide and spinning on the balcony, letting the snow whirl around her. "And meanwhile, I'll spread a rumor among the guards that something strange might be happening tomorrow night. If they see Arctic trying to escape with the NightWings, he won't be able to change his mind and slither back. He'll have to keep flying.

You're brilliant," said Fox, tossing her wings wide and spinning on the balcony, letting the snow whirl around her. "And meanwhile, I'll spread a rumor among the guards that something strange might be happening tomorrow night. If they see Arctic trying to escape with the NightWings, he won't be able to change his mind and slither back. He'll have to keep flying." "Don't let Queen Diamond find out, though," Snowflake said.

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!

Snow, endless snow, snow as far as the edge of the universe, snow forever; snow in her nose and between her claws and melting into her scales and sticking to her talons and weighing down her wings; snow on the rooftops, burying the palace, covering the world; snow everywhere, always falling, always underfoot, always sneaking through the windows and under the blankets and WHY WAS THERE SO MUCH MOON-SPLATTING SNOW?

With a changing key, you unlock the house where the snow of what's silenced drifts. Just like the blood that bursts from Your eye or mouth or ear, so your key changes. Changing your key changes the word That may drift with flakes. Just like the wind that rebuffs you, Clenched round your word is the snow.

With wine and being lost, with less and less of both: I rode through the snow, do you read me I rode God far--I rode God near, he sang, it was our last ride over the hurdled humans. They cowered when they heard us overhead, they wrote, they lied our neighing into one of their image-ridden languages.

You can't see Canada across Lake Erie, but you know it's there. It's the same with spring. You have to have faith, especially in Cleveland. Snow in April always breaks your heart.

January snow lay thick on the ground—crusty, pitted, and hardened, some of it like the bubbly honeycomb of air-dried sea foam in the tide wrack down at the beach, the sort of snow that stays so long you get used to the intrusion of that world of uninvited white, a hooded subverted landscape, sparkling in the low flame of a sallow sunrise on a winter morning.