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  • #1
    Markus Zusak
    “A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #2
    E.E. Cummings
    “The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #3
    Carl Reiner
    “A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.”
    Carl Reiner

  • #4
    Mary Oliver
    “Snow was falling,
    so much like stars
    filling the dark trees
    that one could easily imagine
    its reason for being was nothing more
    than prettiness.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #5
    “I love snow for the same reason I love Christmas: It brings people together while time stands still. Cozy couples lazily meandered the streets and children trudged sleds and chased snowballs. No one seemed to be in a rush to experience anything other than the glory of the day, with each other, whenever and however it happened.”
    Rachel Cohn, Dash & Lily's Book of Dares

  • #6
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “It's very ugly' I said generously. 'But it looks as though it would laugh at snow. And, if you hit a deer it would hiccup, and keep going.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

  • #7
    Sylvia Plath
    “Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
    tags: snow

  • #8
    Matsuo Bashō
    “All Heaven and Earth
    Flowered white obliterate...
    Snow...unceasing snow”
    Hashin, Japanese Haiku

  • #9
    Jean Webster
    “Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It's late afternoon - the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window seat using the last light to write to you.”
    Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs

  • #10
    Orhan Pamuk
    “Suddenly Ka realized he was in love with İpek. And realizing that this love would determine the rest of his life, he was filled with dread.”
    Orhan Pamuk, Snow

  • #11
    Shannon Hale
    “The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.”
    Shannon Hale, Palace of Stone

  • #12
    Truman Capote
    “It snowed all week. Wheels and footsteps moved soundlessly on the street, as if the business of living continued secretly behind a pale but impenetrable curtain. In the falling quiet there was no sky or earth, only snow lifting in the wind, frosting the window glass, chilling the rooms, deadening and hushing the city. At all hours it was necessary to keep a lamp lighted, and Mrs. Miller lost track of the days: Friday was no different from Saturday and on Sunday she went to the grocery: closed, of course.”
    Truman Capote, American Fantastic Tales: Terror and the Uncanny from the 1940s to Now

  • #13
    “Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?”
    John Banister Tabb

  • #14
    Edward Gorey
    “A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be sleet and rain, but I don't think so; I think it is just going to go on and on, coming down, until the whole world...etc. It has that look.”
    Edward Gorey, Floating Worlds: The Letters of Edward Gorey & Peter F. Neumeyer

  • #15
    Rachel A. Marks
    “I drag the body out into the snowdrifts, as far away from our shack as I can muster. I put her in a thicket of trees, where the green seems to still have a voice in the branches, and try not to think about the beasts that’ll soon be gathering. There’s no way of burying her; the ground is a solid rock of ice beneath us.

    I kneel beside her and want desperately to weep. My throat tightens and my head aches. Everything hurts inside. But I have no way of releasing it. I’m locked up and hard as stone.

    “I’m sorry, Mamma,” I whisper to the shell in front of me. I take her hand. It could belong to a glass doll. There’s no life there anymore.

    So I gather rocks, one by one, and set them over her, trying my best to protect her from the birds, the beasts, keep her safe as much as I can now. I pile the dark stones gently on her stomach, her arms, and over her face, until she becomes one with the mountain.

    I stand and study my work, feeling like the rocks are on me instead, then I leave the body for the forest and ice.”
    Rachel A. Marks, Winter Rose

  • #16
    Jarod Kintz
    “She looked like the kind of woman I could fall in love with. Trouble is, she was standing next to the kind of woman I’d like to make love to. 
”
    Jarod Kintz, This Book Has No Title

  • #17
    George Carlin
    “Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.”
    George Carlin

  • #18
    Abraham Lincoln
    “There are no bad pictures; that's just how your face looks sometimes.”
    Abraham Lincoln

  • #19
    Marc Riboud
    “Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.”
    Marc Riboud

  • #20
    John Keats
    “Life is but a day;
    A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way
    From a tree’s summit.”
    John Keats, The Complete Poems

  • #21
    Margaret Cho
    “Just because you are blind, and unable to see my beauty doesn't mean it does not exist.”
    Margaret Cho

  • #22
    Lao Tzu
    “When people see some things as beautiful,
    other things become ugly.
    When people see some things as good,
    other things become bad.”
    Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

  • #23
    John Green
    “I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #24
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “How could we forget those ancient myths that stand at the beginning of all races, the myths about dragons that at the last moment are transformed into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

  • #25
    Violet Haberdasher
    “If you like nerds, raise your hand. If you don't, raise your standards.”
    Violet Haberdasher

  • #26
    Jim  Butcher
    “Star Trek?” I asked her. “Really?”
    “What?” she demanded, bending unnaturally black eyebrows together.
    “There are two kinds of people in the universe, Molly,” I said. “Star Trek fans and Star Wars fans. This is shocking.”
    She sniffed. “This is the post-nerd-closet world, Harry. It’s okay to like both.”
    “Blasphemy and lies,” I said.”
    Jim Butcher, Ghost Story

  • #27
    Nassim Nicholas Taleb
    “Charm is the ability to insult people without offending them; nerdiness the reverse”
    Nassim Nicholas Taleb

  • #28
    Rachel Carson
    “We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads in Robert Frost's familiar poem, they are not equally fair. The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth superhighway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster. The other fork of the road — the one less traveled by — offers our last, our only chance to reach a destination that assures the preservation of the earth.”
    Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

  • #29
    J.K. Rowling
    “October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #30
    “December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory...”
    John Geddes A Familiar Rain



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