Silent Snow Quotes

#1. As tiny silver flakes drifted down to settle on our bodies
Both the living and the dead
I thought perhaps the moon had hidden her face from us, as full of sorrow as we were. But she couldn't stop her tears from spilling out in the form of silent snow.

Andrea Cremer

#2. Close your eyes. Hear the silent snow. Listen to your soul speak.

A.D. Posey

#3. Money Chiefs, loud and long notes are not songs. Silent snow wets Earth, seeds grow, flowers' honey purses seek neither wealth nor power, and the forest's quiet wisdom needs no wind to blow.

Frederic M. Perrin

#4. My steps were muffled. It was quiet, so quiet that I felt as if I did not walk but instead crawled in silence. The snow covered everthing and I walked above cotton, on silent carpets, on beach sand. Softness is temporary and deceiving. It gently receives you and gently expels you.

Rawi Hage

#5. The tree screamed Jingle Bells and the snow whispered Silent Night, but for the first time in her life she felt strangely Grinch-like.

Nicki Edwards

#6. So they went running together, silent, toward the vast wastes of snow where no living thing but they two moved under the stars of night.

Clemence Housman

#7. An amber sunset, a flowing river, a snow capped mountain, a beautiful heart, a calm mind, deep eyes, the moon, the earth and the sky - they are all silent. It's the words that give them meaning, decipher their essence and share their message.

Rashmit Kalra

#8. 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

#9. These be Three silent things: The Falling snow ... the hour Before the dawn ... the mouth of one Just dead.

Adelaide Crapsey

#10. Tender, too, is the silence of human feet. You have but to pass a season amongst the barefooted to find that man, who, shod, makes so much ado, is naturally as silent as snow.

Alice Meynell

#11. 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

#12. We hear the rain fall, but not the snow. Bitter grief is loud, calm grief is silent.

Berthold Auerbach

#13. He's silent. And then they both stand there, the fifty-nine-year-old and the teenager, a few yards apart, kicking at the snow. As if they were kicking a memory back and forth, a memory of a woman who insisted on seeing more potential in certain men than they saw in themselves.

Fredrik Backman

#14. Never go to your high school reunion pregnant or they will think that is all you have done since you graduated.

Erma Bombeck

#15. It is easier to live a lie in peace than to die for the truth. As long as life is good, most of them simply do not care.

Ryk Brown

#16. There is nobody as irritating as somebody with less intelligence and more sense than we have.

Don Herold

#17. Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#18. Snow-quiet, sleep-silent, only the fun-fire faraway songsinging of children; and the room was blue with cold, colder than the cold of fairytales: lie down my heart among the igloo flowers of snow.

Truman Capote

#19. I loved hip-hop. The first stuff I heard was Public Enemy, and I couldn't believe it. It was amazing, and I've always loved hip-hop.

Joaquin Phoenix

#20. When what you're doing doesn't work for 50 years, it's time to try something new.

Barack Obama

#21. 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

#22. The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope; big stars were shining over the silent fields; here and there the dark pointed firs stood up with snow powdering their branches and the wind whistling through them.

Lucy Maud Montgomery