Top 90 Falling Snow Quotes
#1. Life is one long struggle to disinter oneself, to keep one's head above the accumulations, the ever deepening layers of objects ... which attempt to cover one over, steadily, almost irresistibly, like falling snow.
Rose Macaulay
#2. She tells her love while half asleep,
In the dark hours,
With half-words whispered low:
As Earth stirs in her winter sleep
And puts out grass and flowers
Despite the snow,
Despite the falling snow.
Robert Graves
#3. At night, lying on your back and staring at the falling snow, it's easy to imagine oneself soaring through the stars.
Craig Thompson
#5. Could two live that way? Could two live under the wild rose, and explore by the pond, so that the smooth mind of each is as everywhere present to the other, and as received and as unchallenged, as falling snow?
Annie Dillard
#6. It is always easier to capture eternity in the falling snow or along the coast where the waves crash and in solitary and lonely places. It is the quiet places where it is easiest to feel eternity.
Frederick Lenz
#7. It is the sea that whitens the roof. The sea drifts through the winter air. It is the sea that the north wind makes. The sea is in the falling snow.
Wallace Stevens
#8. Look up at the miracle of the falling snow, - the air a dizzy maze of whirling, eddying flakes, noiselessly transforming the world, the exquisite crystals dropping in ditch and gutter, and disguising in the same suit of spotless livery all objects upon which they fall.
John Burroughs
#9. External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty.
Charles Dickens
#10. Vodka goes well with a wintery perspective. Nothing else provokes such presentiments of falling snow except, for some, the communist seizure of the state.
Michele Bernstein
#11. These be Three silent things: The Falling snow ... the hour Before the dawn ... the mouth of one Just dead.
Adelaide Crapsey
#12. I'm not good with hospitals. The endless buildings, trees dotted around like apologies, and inside, it's job functions you can't understand and that air of incomprehensible busyness. Curtained-off beds and death settling like falling snow.
Harry Bingham
#13. Snow. Falling snow is what brought us together. That and his hurried life, which collided us in the first place.
Alessandra Torre
#14. The light died in the low clouds. Falling snow drank in the dusk. Shrouded in silence, the branches wrapped me in their peace. When the boundaries were erased, once again the wonder: that *I* exist.
Dag Hammarskjold
#15. Pressed against her I can hear eternity
hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush".
Craig Thompson
#16. But that did not make Mirko happy - the world was melting away; what was a grade compared with the world? He gazed through the windows and watched the thickly falling snow.
Josip Novakovich
#17. You taste of the sea, of clocks, dark nights, of everything that is soothing and prohibited. Of dawn in the eyes, falling snow and destiny.
Gwen Calvo
#18. Love has different shape, like this falling snow in winter
Rizki De
#19. They stood, a family, and walked out of the mall, into the sunlight, seeking to rearrange the shape of their surroundings, to blow something up and watch all the tiny pieces resettle around them like falling snow.
Kevin Wilson
#20. It was January. Snow was falling; snow had fallen all day. The sky spread like a grey goose's wing from which feathers where falling all over England.
Virginia Woolf
#21. You are lightning made flesh. Colder than falling snow. Unstoppable as the desert sands riding the wind. You are Stormling, Aurora Pavan. Believe it.
Cora Carmack
#22. Inner peace is a quiet evening moonlight walk in the soft falling snow of our minds
Wes Adamson
#23. And as he walked through the snow his footsteps disappeared behind him. He felt at that moment that he was coming from nowhere and going nowhere, that life isn't a dream or a fantasy, it is a long trudge through falling snow.
Chloe Thurlow
#24. Cinders patter, falling with the snow. We creep infinitesimally northward through the dirty chaos of a world in the process of making itself.
Praise then Creation unfinished!
Ursula K. Le Guin
#25. I think of the snow, falling, drifting upward. Of extending the ephemeral. Spaces follow spaces, burgeoning, and the air smells so sweet.
Meia Geddes
#26. I don't really like driving in the snow. There's something about the motion of the falling snowflakes that hurts my eyes, throws my sense of balance all to hell. It's like tumbling into a field of stars.
Neil Gaiman
#27. The falling flakes were random and without purpose; the snow was drunker than she was.
Chuck Klosterman
#28. Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark familial December.
James Schuyler
#29. Think that snow is falling
Think that snow is falling everywhere
all the time
When you talk with a person, think
that snow is falling between you and
on that person
Stop conversing when you think the
person is covered by snow
Yoko Ono
#30. Falling silent should be cultivated, the way the woods fall silent in the snow. Messages you can't send any other way can be heard.
Phyllis Theroux
#31. Gaze not on swans, in whose soft breast,
A full-hatched beauty seems to nest
Nor snow, which falling from the sky
Hovers in its virginity.
Henry Noel Brailsford
#32. Mainly I've been back to my books and writings and being nice and quiet and lazy. As I'm writing this, the radio says there's a foot of snow falling on Long Island. I really love snow and wish I could take a long walk in it right now.
Jack Kerouac
#33. If you disaggregate, things fall apart.
Tony Snow
#34. Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered ... sealed away for opening on a January day with snow falling fast and the sun unseen for weeks ...
Ray Bradbury
#35. Snow is so common that I have omitted to note its falling at least two days out of Three.
William Henry Ashley
#36. I gave three quiet cheers for Minnesota. In Seattle a dusty inch of anything white and chilly means the city lapses into full-on panic mode, as if each falling flake crashes to earth with its own individual baggie of used hypodermic needles. It's ridiculous.
Cherie Priest
#37. Standing in front of a fake mountain with fake snow falling and seven girls dressed as Santarettes will stay in my memory.
Bill Nighy
#38. She was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night.
Peter S. Beagle
#39. For me, it feels like driving from truth into a lie, from adulthood to childhoold. I watch the land of pavement and glass and metal turn into an empty field. The snow is falling softly now, and I can faintly see the city's skyline up ahead, the buildings just a shade darker than the clouds.
Veronica Roth
#40. And he would watch the snow falling, thin and ceaseless, on the empty lands below the window, and feel the dull cold grow within him, till it seemed no feeling was left to him except a kind of weariness.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#41. I had always been led to believe that ageing was a slow and gradual process, the creep of a glacier. Now I realise that it happens in a rush, like snow falling off a roof.
David Nicholls
#42. I knew that my hair was falling out and I had really weird skin. My face looked really weird and I was getting this fuzz on my face and I was always cold - always to the point of uncontrollably shaking. I was more scared that 85 lbs. wasn't good enough. I wanted to be lower.
Brittany Snow
#43. When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.
Robert Bridges
#44. Then she says, 'I love you.' Like three drops of blood falling onto snow.
Jenny Downham
#45. WHEN he was half-way there, the keen dry wind that had been blowing early that morning rose again, and a fine dry snow began falling thickly. It did not lie on the ground, but was whirled about by the wind, and soon there was a regular snowstorm.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
#46. Amy Cahill didn't believe in omens. But black snow was falling, he earth was rumbling beneath her feet, her brother was meowing, and her uncle Alistair was prancing on the beach in pink pajamas. She had to admit, the signs were not promising.
Peter Lerangis
#47. No doubt, the flakes of snow falling over him carried ashen nuclei. John tried to concentrate on those tiny flecks of carbon at the center of each snowflake. He tried to think of their elemental futures. Perhaps a hundred thousand years from now they would become tiny diamonds.
Ginn Hale
#48. Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity
Novala Takemoto
#49. Dana's window? More like her snow globe, Janice thought. She pictured Dana standing in a tiny glass-enclosed world, snow gently falling around her. Her world could be shaken but never broken. She was far too insulated.
Lynn Steward
#50. With a sigh, Lilly sank down on a small Louis XV stool and looked up through the window at the sky. Snow had been falling incessantly for days. Her gaze fell on the reflection of her face in the shiny polished side of a little cupboard that belonged to her growing army of unsold items.
Corina Bomann
#51. The snowflakes start falling and I start to float
Till my mean older brother stuffs snow down my coat
Owl City
#52. In my grandmother's house there was always chicken soup
And talk of the old country
mud and boards,
Poverty,
The snow falling down and necks of lovers.
Louis Simpson
#53. Could've come like a mighty storm. With all the strength of a hurricane. You could've come like a forest fire with the power of Heaven in Your flame. But You came like a winter snow, quiet and soft and slow. Falling from the sky in the night to the earth below.
Chris Tomlin
#54. I will beg, will take to my knees, will listen to snow
stroking air, a sky of gasps, will open my mouth,
swallow, somewhere else the sky is falling,
somewhere else it gets back up.
Bob Hicok
#55. Snow
While falling it hides your passage
When finished it documents your path
Richard L. Ratliff
#57. I can remember watching large, tentative, individual flakes of snow falling and blowing around aimlessly in the wind generated by the train through the window of the CTA commuter line from Lincoln Park back up to Libertyville, and thinking, 'This is my crude approximation of a human life.
David Foster Wallace
#58. Feathers fell from the sky. Like black snow, they drifted onto an old city called Bath.
Stefan Bachmann
#59. The snow is falling on the deserted field of my life, and my hopes, which roam far, are afraid of becoming frozen or lost.
Federico Garcia Lorca
#60. His beauty did not blaze like Will's did in fierce colors and repressed fire, but it had its own muted perfection, the loveliness of snow falling against a silver gray sky.
Cassandra Clare
#61. Tom remembered standing there beside her, in font of that field covered in snow, and falling in love.
Andrew Kaufman
#62. I'm tired of living here in this hotel, snow and rain falling through the sheets. In fact, I'm tired of 23rd Street, strung out like some Christmas lights out there in the Chelsea night
Ryan Adams
#63. The silence in our house now is born from the need for intense concentration, as we all carefully step around the truth we wish we didn't know, the person we can't help that Bo became, the future we're all afraid is collapsing around us, falling as silent and cold and crushing as snow.
Beth Revis
#64. I'm falling apart, one part after another. Falling down on the world like snow. Half of me is already on the ground, watching from below.
Ashly Lorenzana
#65. As I write, snow is falling outside my Maine window, and indoors all around me half a hundred garden catalogues are in bloom.
Katharine Sergeant Angell White
#66. Somewhere in the far north of Canada there wuld be snow, falling soundlessly overy the Beaufort Sea, falling over the Artic without a soul to see it. What kind of weather was that, Samson wondered, and how was one to use this information except as proof that the world was too much to bear?
Nicole Krauss
#67. I love snowboarding. It's probably my favorite sport. I love sitting on top of the mountain and the snow falling and that silence, that snow silence. That's, like, a very peaceful, happy place for me.
Philippe Cousteau Jr.
#68. A wet autumn morning, a garbage truck clattering down the street. The first snowfall of the season, blossom sized flakes falling languidly and melting on teh ground, a premature snow fall delicate as lace, rapidly melting.
Joyce Carol Oates
#69. I'm attempting to broaden my novels' scope through landscape and weather, leaves falling off trees, overnight storms, timeless elements which, irrespective of human endeavour, have always been there and, as long as there is life and snow, will always be there.
Kent Haruf
#70. First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
Matsuo Basho
#71. His hands were tingling and he was sweating under falling snowflakes.
David Rangel
#72. Snow is falling outside and all is peaceful and still. In such moments it is possible to believe that the world could still be good.
Richard Paul Evans
#73. The winter street is a salt cave. The snow has stopped falling and it's very cold. The cold is spectacular, penetrating. The street has been silenced, a theatre of whiteness, drifts like frozen waves. Crystals glisten under the streetlights.
Anne Michaels
#74. We spread our sleeping bags on the snow and crawled inside. The vantage point was dizzying. It was impossible to tell whether the comet was above us or we were above the comet; we were all falling through space, missing the stars by inches.
Anne Fadiman
#75. With every falling flake, a unique spark of interest falls from heaven.
Master P
#76. There's this moment, just before it happens, when everything around you goes still. It's like that moment you get just before it snows - like nature is holding its breath ... And in that moment, anything is possible, and everything you know is called into question.
Miranda Dickinson
#77. The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a man falling dead in the street of heart trouble. One night, all in one night, severe winter came, a white horse of snow rolling over Bountiful, snorting and rolling in its meadows, its fields.
Ardyth Kennelly
#78. Then came night
that was like falling water.
At times, for hours,
a bird spirit,
half buzzard, half swan,
just above the rushes
from which a snow-storm howls.
Peter Huchel
#79. The snow may be falling in the winter of my discontent, but at least I've got sarcastic company.
John Green
#80.
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
#81. The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with
disappointment to the ground
Jamie McGuire
#82. When it comes time to sit down and write the next book, you're deathly afraid that you're not up to the task. That was certainly the case with me after Snow Falling on Cedars.
David Guterson
#83. POOR MARCH
It is the HOMELIEST month of the year. Most of it is MUD, Every Imaginable Form of MUD, and what isn't MUD in March is ugly late-season SNOW falling onto the ground in filthy muddy heaps that look like PILES of DIRTY LAUNDRY.
Vivian Swift
#84. Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a queen sat at a window sewing, and the frame of the window
Jacob Grimm
#85. The snow is still falling and the worst man in the world is drawn towards it like a man who is contemplating his childhood in the dancing flakes.
John Le Carre
#86. Snow's all right on a fine morning, but I like to be in bed when it's falling
J.R.R. Tolkien
#87. I feel like I'm a snow globe and someone shook me up and now every little piece of me is falling back randomly and nothing is ending up where it used to be.
Amy Reed
#88. And this is a kiss like none before, a kiss that could overcome the dark of deep space night. It's a falling star, flame, ice. It's pure as water from a snow-fed mountain spring. This is what you dream a kiss to be. To have a kiss just like this each and every day! How satisfying life would be.
Ellen Hopkins
#90. There was a brief silence. I think I heard snow falling.
Erich Segal
