Snow Quotes
My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer and I have my mind...and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone if it is to keep its edge. That's why I read so much Jon Snow.
Powder snow skiing is not fun. It's life, fully lived - life lived in a blaze of reality.
Sooner or later,reality does occor and when it does, all the lies show up, like blood on snow.
A hiker who was lost in a blizzard said he stayed alive by digging a snow tunnel and burning dollar bills for warmth. Today he was offered a job as President Obama's economic adviser.
There's just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you're special.
Every piece of the universe, even the tiniest little snow crystal, matters somehow. I have a place in the pattern, and so do you. Thinking of you this holiday season!
Sanctification makes us holy and destroys the breed of sin, the love of sin and carnality. It makes us pure and whiter than snow. Bless His holy name!
The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.
I prayed in the woods and on the mountain, even before dawn. I felt no hurt from the snow or ice or rain.
The hiss was now becoming a roar - the whole world was a vast moving screen of snow - but even now it said peace, it said remoteness, it said cold, it said sleep.
Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity
I'm a former hippie; I did drugs back when they were healthy. The only time I ever did LSD was at Disney World. I didn't go there - it came to me. I was Snow White.
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.
There is nothing better in life than sliding down snow before flying through the air.
We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we've all made mistakes. You've just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move one, pet.
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Of all the forms of water the tiny six-pointed crystals of ice called snow are incomparably the most beautiful and varied.
Nobody saves America by sniffing cocaine. Jiggling your knees blankeyed in the rain, when it snows in your nose you catch cold in your brain.
Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
Life is like a snowball. The important thing is finding wet snow and a really long hill.
No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
The road conditions are so variable here, there is ice, snow and everything in between. But a podium finish is a definite possibility if we stay smooth and adjust to the slippery conditions.
Hope is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective. A lot of hope is dangerous. A spark is just fine as long as its contained.
I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops.
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.
In the wintertime, in the snow country, citrus fruit was so rare, and if you got one, it was better than ambrosia.
The weather is nature's disruptor of human plans and busybodies. Of all the things on earth, nature's disruption is what we know we can depend on, as it is essentially uncontrolled by men.
What is last year's snow to me, Last year's anything? The tree Budding yearly must forget How its past arose or set
The autumn always gets me badly, as it breaks into colours. I want to go south, where there is no autumn, where the cold doesn't crouch over one like a snow-leopard waiting to pounce.
Blondes make the best victims. They're like virgin snow that shows up the bloody footprints.
