Quotes About Snow Days

#1. The problem is, March snow days are miracles. You can't live for miracles.

Jasmine Warga

#2. Jonah Pickett was like snow days, field trips, candy stores, and Christmas Eve all blended into one big swoosh of a feeling -Felicity Pickle

Natalie Lloyd

#3. I remember three- and four-week-long snow days, and drifts so deep a small child, namely me, could get lost in them. No such winter exists in the record, but that's how Ohio winters seemed to me when I was little - silent, silver, endless, and dreamy.

Susan Orlean

#4. There was a guy roasting chestnuts on the street corner, and the smell wafted over, hinting at the coming Winter, but in a good way, in the way that makes you think about Christmas and snow days and fires crackling away in fireplaces.

Sarah Dunn

#5. The meeting with Prince William took place at the White House because Prince William wanted to see where the president spent his days, but the golf course was covered in snow.

Craig Ferguson

#6. It was the kind of day that glittered and beckoned like a foretaste of heaven. The snow no longer fell, but lay thick and silver-white on the ground. The sun dazzled and the sky was a rich, celestial blue. On such a day as this, the whole world might change.

Tracy Rees

#7. They were an end-of-days couple, not naked in a garden but wrapped in layers in a snow-covered landscape where there were no more apples on the trees and women would no longer have to take the blame because the old lie had been covered over by snow.

Graham Joyce

#8. There were days when Earth's small glories were luminous enough to dim church icons to duller golds. Diving from the roof into fresh snow. Throwing dishes from the window after Mother's funeral. I have been blessed.

Anthony Marra

#9. I go to the gym three days a week. You have to or else - I don't want to be the guy that dies shoveling snow.

Douglas Coupland

#10. What it really was like to live a life determined by the struggle to be free, as desert dwellers' days are determined by the struggle against thirst and those of dwellers amid snow and ice by the struggle against the numbing of cold.

Nadine Gordimer

#11. XXVI
There was set before me a mighty hill,
And long days I climbed
Through regions of snow.
When I had before me the summit-view,
It seemed my labor
Had been to see gardens
Lying at impossible distances.

Stephen Crane

#12. In four days, I experienced five seasons. It was thirty, it was sixty, it was ninety, then it was twelve! And on the last day, there was thunder, lightning, and snow - together! And I hadn't done drugs.

Lewis Black

#13. It is a common mistake these days to politicize anything and everything, including music.

Tony Snow

#14. I welcome the blizzard, with its ferocious winds and deep, drifting snow. This may be enough to keep the real wolves, also known as the Peacekeepers, from my door. A few days to think. To work out a plan. With Gale and Peeta and Haymitch all at hand. This blizzard is a gift.

Suzanne Collins

#15. Next day on returning I found him dead in the snow with his head on the sill of the door - the door of his puppyhood's days; my dog to the last in his heart of hearts - it was my help he sought, and vainly sought, in the hour of his bitter extremity.

Ernest Thompson Seton

#16. If you look at people that have survived crashing in the mountains and lived up in the snow for 40 days - it's possible to do extraordinary feats.

Sylvester Stallone

#17. Why do people take notice of first snowfalls but not the last days of snow? Remember the last too.

Yoseob

#18. I don't give sick days if you're playing in the snow." He's being funny, or trying to be funny. I can never tell which.

Zoe Cruz

#19. 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

#20. Snow is so common that I have omitted to note its falling at least two days out of Three.

William Henry Ashley

#21. I will love you everyday of our lives. I will love you during the sunrise, sunset, during the stroms, snow, rain. I will love you during your sad weak days. Our love will never fail.

Matt Trevitz

#22. On gray days, when it's snowing or raining, I think you should be able to call up a judge and take an oath that you'll just read a good book all day, and he'd allow you to stay home.

Bill Watterson

#23. The days of my youth, as I look back on them; seem to fly away from me in a flurry of pale repetitive scraps like those morning snow storms of used tissue paper that a train passenger sees whirling in the wake of the observation can.

Vladimir Nabokov

#24. I wanted to cover as much distance as possible to be away from where we were, but there was a storm which restricted me. And now, I have been praying for more snow for the last two days, but it's just melting away to plain water.

Sapan Saxena

#25. When I was running across the country, I was doing 40 or 50 miles a day in sleeting snow with zero visibility for five or six days in a row. Ten to 12 hours of running in that is monotony beyond belief.

Dean Karnazes

#26. Some days I would go without any fire at all, and eat raw frozen meat and melt snow in my mouth for water.

Buffalo Bill

#27. One day is all the days, and when it is summer, it has always been summer, and when it is winter, the snow will never leave.

Rebecca Hahn

#28. Ireland, in breadth, and for wholesomeness and serenity of climate, far surpasses Britain; for the snow scarcely ever lies there above three days: no man makes hay in the summer for winter's provision, or builds stables for his beasts of burden ... the island abounds in milk and honey.

Venerable Bede

#29. Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow ...

Robert Frost

#30. He smelled of cold. Like ice and snow on the harshest days of winter.

Amanda Hocking

#31. The contemplation of Mont Blanc's unchanging summits for three or four days last month, the sight of that eternal snow, immaculate, sublime in its whiteness and calm, was enough to restore to my soul a serenity it had not known for a long time.

George Sand

#32. His hands were tingling and he was sweating under falling snowflakes.

David Rangel

#33. The warmly cool, clear, ringing, perfumed, overflowing, redundant days, were as crystal goblets of Persian sherbet, heaped up - flaked up, with rose-water snow.

Herman Melville

#34. However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers still bloom.

Madame De Stael