quotations about snow
Come, see the north-wind's masonry.
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
Curves his white bastions with projected roof
Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he
For number or proportion.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON
The Snow-Storm
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow,
Privately divided by a world so undecided and there's nowhere to go;
In between the cover of another perfect wonder and it's so white as snow,
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go.
RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS
"Snow (Hey Oh)"
Riding a motorcycle in snow is like lighting yourself on fire to get warm. It just ain't going to work.
DAVID CURCURITO
"The Ural Sidecar: A Three-Wheeled Russian Motorcycle That Goes Anywhere You Want", Popular Mechanics, May 2, 2017
But where are the snows of yester year?
FRANÇOIS VILLON
Ballade des Dames du Temps Jadis
What is snow? Is it that the angels are shedding their feathers on the earth; or is the sky showering its blossoms on the grave of the departed year? In it we see that if the earth is to be arrayed in this vesture of purity, her raiment must descend on her from above. Alas, too! we see in it how soon that pure garment becomes spotted and sullied, how soon it mostly passes away.
JULIUS CHARLES HARE
Guesses at Truth
Lo, sifted through the winds that blow,
Down comes the soft and silent snow,
White petals from the flowers that grow
In the cold atmosphere.
GEORGE W. BUNGAY
The Artists of the Air
Outside, snow solidified itself into graceful forms. The peace of winter stars seemed permanent.
TONI MORRISON
Beloved
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
CARL REINER
attributed, The 2,548 Best Things Anybody Ever Said
I'd like to build a snowman
Like the other children do
I've got an old top hat and a walking cane
Got a big long cigar too
Yes, everything is ready
And I'm all set to go
How can I build a snowman
When I haven't any snow
BURL IVES
"Snow for Johnny"
A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
MARKUS ZUSAK
The Book Thief
Though sweeping the snow
From fences of a decaying house,
It soon piles up as before.
The sight of falling snow
is like rising waves.
WILLIAM ADRIAANSZ
The Kumiuta and Danmono Traditions of Japanese Koto Music
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I'm the queen.
KRISTEN ANDERSON-LOPEZ & ROBERT LOPEZ
"Let It Go", Frozen
I felt tranquil watching the snow majestically fall down and pile up on the ground. Just looking at it made me happy. Of course, watching it from the inside of a comfortable house makes me feel even better. I've learned I have to shovel it right away, when it is light and easy and before the snow can transform itself into something like cement making it very difficult, if not impossible, to clear. I like shoveling. Even when I fell down a few times, I just laugh. The snow is like a good friend that makes you laugh.
SOLOMON HAILEMARIAM
"Kindness is contagious in Canada", The Globe and Mail, June 23, 2017
Surely, of all things that are, snow is the most beautiful and the most feeble! Born of air-drops, less than the fallen dew, disorganized by a puff of warmth, driven everywhere by the least motion of the winds, each particle light and soft, and falling to the earth with such noiseless gentleness, that the wings of ten million times ten million makes no sound in the air, and the footfall of thrice as many makes no noise.
HENRY WARD BEECHER
attributed, Day's Collacon
Snow brings a special quality with it, the power to stop life as you know it dead in its tracks. There is nothing you can do but give in to the moment at hand--what I call the Zen of snow.
NANCY HATCH WOODWARD
"Southern Snow", Southern Cultures, spring 2012
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON
The Snow-Storm
Waking up to a blanket of snow is like a morning lullaby, a soft dreamlike state that is almost magical.
NANCY HATCH WOODWARD
"Southern Snow", Southern Cultures, spring 2012
Only for an hour
There's a blossom in the snow
The innocence is beautiful
But what a way to go
DAVID WILCOX
"Frozen in the Snow"
First snow on the autumn ground
Covers grass where she once lay down
Blanket of white, grass out of sight
Where did she go, tell me first snow
PHIL OCHS
"First Snow"
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