Snow Fall Quotes

#1. He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. "I am," he sighed deeply, "contented as a clam. I am a most happy man.

Ethel Pochocki

#2. When she asked what my father taught me, I told her I couldn't put it into words. But then I lay awake watching the snow fall outside and came up with this: how brave a thing it was for him to try to rediscover something, even if it was only himself, not a continent.

Peter Geye

#3. The things that are meant to be are the things we can't control, the things we don't cause, the things that happen regardless of who or what we are. Like sunsets and snow-fall and natural disasters. I've never believed hardship or suffering was meant to be.

Amy Harmon

#4. And with that, Kat closed her eyes. She didn't see the first flakes of snow fall outside her window. She didn't feel Hale cover her with a blanket. She was already fast asleep.

Ally Carter

#5. That no Flake of [snow] fall on you or them - is a wish that would be a Prayer, were Emily not a Pagan.

Emily Dickinson

#6. 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

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

Adelaide Crapsey

#8. One would say, to see all these snow-flakes fall, that there was a plague of white butterflies in heaven.

Victor Hugo

#9. Spring, the snow must go; fall, the leaves can't stay.

Marty Rubin

#10. Now the snow's coming down, and im watching it fall. Watching the people around, baby please come home. Pretty lights on a tree, and im watching you shine. You should be here with me! Baby please come home

Josh Ramsay Of Marianas Trench

#11. Chicago always hit me as such a gloomy place - I just remember all the snow getting dirty as soon as it would fall, all the decaying brown brick buildings around where we lived, all this soot all over the place.

Terry Zwigoff

#12. Earth teach me to forget myself
as melted snow forgets its life.
Earth teach me resignation
as the leaves which die in the fall.
Earth teach me courage
as the tree which stands all alone.
Earth teach me regeneration
as the seed which rises in the spring.

William Alexander

#13. Tiny waterfalls trickle down over the rocks where they freeze and the ice glitters in the sunlight reflected off rock and snow. It is said that in the old times, when the early loggers came, the first tree cut down could not fall because the forest was so dense there was no place for it to land.

Kathleen Valentine

#14. Snowflakes fall from high.
Flurries lift and twirl below.
The world has turned white.

Richelle E. Goodrich

#15. 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

#16. Snow begins to fall, this boneless water turned mighty.

Emily Murdoch

#17. The speckled sky is dim with snow,
The light flakes falter and fall slow;
Athwart the hill-top, rapt and pale,
Silently drops a silvery veil; And all the valley is shut in
By flickering curtains gray and thin.

John Townsend Trowbridge

#18. Outside the world was ending and snow continued to fall.

Emily St. John Mandel

#19. 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

#20. It is not so much light that falls over the world extended by your body its suffocating snow, as brightness, pouring itself out of you, as if you were burning inside. Under your skin the moon is alive.

Pablo Neruda

#21. 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

#22. 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

#23. It's easy to fall in love among the winding cobblestone streets and snow-covered castles of Prague, but is it a good idea?

Dana Newman

#24. In spring, the snow must go; in fall, the leaves can't stay.

Marty Rubin

#25. We had killed them all without firing a shot. I prayed for the snow to fall and bury them for ever. When the snow falls you can almost believe the world is clean again. Is every snowflake different? No one knows.

Jeanette Winterson

#26. To me ... she was spring. It was as if while imprisoned inside the dark cage of the inner family ... I had completely frozen into snow ... and then there she was
fresh, clear spring. It was almost inevitable that..I would fall in love with her. -Hatori

Natsuki Takaya

#27. The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?

J.B. Priestley

#28. 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

#29. Winds shook me apart piecemeal, flung a bone here, a bone there. My eyes became snow, my hair turned to ice; I heard it chime against my shoulders like wind-blown glass. If I spoke, words would fall from me like snow, pour out of me like black wind.

Patricia A. McKillip

#30. Learn to love the sunrise and sunset, the beating of rain on the roof and windows, and the gentle fall of snow on a winter day.

Lowell L. Bennion

#31. There was something peaceful about an untouched fall of snow. Like being in another world, where nothing can go wrong. Because nothing can find you.

Catherine Ryan Hyde

#32. 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

#33. The mountains are so cold
not just now but every year
crowded ridges breathe in snow
sunless forests breathe out mist
nothing grows until Grain Ears
leaves fall before Autumn Begins
a lost traveler here
looks in vain for the sky

Han-shan

#34. The smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for more to fall, but that was it. The entire storm was two flakes.

Richard Brautigan

#35. People are not rain or snow or autumn leaves; they do not look beautiful when they fall.

Naveed A. Khan

#36. The autumn always gets me badly, as it breaks into colours. I want to go south, where there is no autumn, where the cold doesn't crouch over one like a snow-leopard waiting to pounce.

D.H. Lawrence

#37. And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.

Bram Stoker

#38. He cast his eyes upwards and stood amazed. The snow had ceased to fall, and now, as if by a miracle, he saw above his head the clear black sky of the northern winter, decorated with the sumptuous fires of the stars. It was a canopy fit for the resplendent purity of the snows.

Joseph Conrad

#39. 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

#40. Silently, like thoughts that come and go, the snowflakes fall, each one a gem.

William Hamilton Gibson

#41. 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

#42. For the record," Snow grumbled. "I don't want to spend any more time with you either."
Stupid boy ... Baz sighed to himself, taking in Snow's tense shoulders, the flush of anger in his neck, and the thick fall of bronze hair partially trapped in his goggles ... What do you know about want?

Rainbow Rowell

#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. 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

#45. Who will remember Todd?
Who will remember what he did?
Todd -
Todd -
And my heart breaks even more -
Breaks forever -
And I fall to my knees in the snow and sand -
And I yell out, wordless and empty -
And I drop the weapon.

Patrick Ness

#46. Presently I shall be introduced as 'this venerable old gentleman' and the axe will fall when they raise me to the degree of 'grand old man'. That means on our continent any one with snow-white hair who has kept out of jail till eighty.

Stephen Leacock

#47. Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people's legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.

Sarah Addison Allen

#48. We started dying before the snow, and like the snow, we continued to fall.

Louise Erdrich

#49. Do you not think, Mrs. Givings, that snow is always kind? Because it has to fall slowly, to meet the ground slowly, or the eyelash slowly - And things that meet each other slowly are kind.

Sarah Ruhl

#50. Moonlight lined the windowsills like a fall of snow.

Beryl Bainbridge

#51. Then he smiled. I shall always remember that smile. What world did it come from? Heavy snow continued to fall over the corpses.

Elie Wiesel

#52. 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

#53. The silence deepened, like a fall of snow, accumulating second by second, flake by flake, each flake by itself inconsiderable, until everything is transformed.

Pat Barker

#54. The sound of dogs howling from the next homestead over. But the space between our houses grows while I sleep. The forest around me deepens. The trees fall in love and multiply. The snow an intoxicant. I pray the pines don't get bolder, that they don't grow organs and hands.

Stuart Dybek

#55. Cooking is like snow skiing: If you don't fall at least 10 times, then you're not skiing hard enough.

Guy Fieri

#56. 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

#57. Stagolee was, undoubtedly and without question, the baddest nigger that ever lived. Stagolee was so bad that the flies wouldn't even fly around his head in the summertime, and snow wouldn't fall on his house in the winter. He was bad, jim.

Julius Lester

#58. Let the winds blow, lad
Let fall the deep snow.
Let the stars fall, lad
We'll answer the call.
Let the dark come, lad
Ask not where it's from.
After the fight, lad
We'll see morning's light

Jennifer A. Nielsen

#59. God! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice!
Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds!
And they too have a voice, you piles of snow,
And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#60. Here today we huddle tight As the darkest heathens might The snow falls chilly on our skin The snow is forcing its way in. Hush, snow, come in with us to dwell: We were thrown out by Heaven as well.

Bertolt Brecht

#61. Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

Emily Bronte

#62. First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.

Matsuo Basho

#63. But he's the most familiar thing in this house, and I fall asleep better, listening to Baz breathe, than I have since winter break started.

Rainbow Rowell

#64. The stars are reliable, unlike any other thing in this crazy world. Leaves fall off the trees. Snow melts. Rain washes away all the things we wrote on the pavement. But the stars are relentless in shining.

Hannah Brencher

#65. 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

#66. The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with
disappointment to the ground

Jamie McGuire

#67. Standing in front of a fake mountain with fake snow falling and seven girls dressed as Santarettes will stay in my memory.

Bill Nighy

#68. No one lingered, neither the press corps nor any of the towns people. Warm rooms and warm suppers beckoned them, and as they hurried away, leaving the cold square to the two gray cats, the miraculous autumn departed too; the year's first snow began to fall.

Truman Capote

#69. But the nice man had cold eyes. When interacting with his fascinated lady-harem, they had been blue. But when he turned his attention to me - however briefly - I could have sworn that they turned gray, the color of water beneath a sky from which snow will soon fall.

Stephen King

#70. With every falling flake, a unique spark of interest falls from heaven.

Master P

#71. 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

#72. Her face was like a snow-covered island upon which rain might fall, but it felt no rain; over which clouds might pass their moving shadows, but she felt no shadow.

Ray Bradbury

#73. I often wondered how it would be to tramp off into the mountains and keep going until I was exhausted, then simply sink into the snow and fall asleep. Then the wolves could have me.
To want to die in the forest and be eaten by wolves: another marker of incipient madness.

Patrick McGrath

#74. Five inches of snow in five inch heels, you can't look sexy and you can't look like you know what you're doing because you're fall.

Mila Kunis

#75. Pleasures don't last like the snow falls in the river, a moment white - then melts for ever.

Minette Walters

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

Berthold Auerbach

#77. All evening long, real snow would fall from the ceiling to glitter on the lashes of dancing girls and ardent boys, but Neve and the Dreamer didn't linger.
They had other things to do: *all* of them. All the things, dreamed and undreamed, in the depth and breadth of the whole spinning world.

Laini Taylor

#78. As the game enters its glorious final weeks, the chill of fall signals the reality of defeat for all but one team. The fields of play will turn brown and harden, the snow will fall, but in the heart of the fan sprouts a sprig of green.

John Thorn

#79. There was just a thin fall of powdery snow in the air. It came onto their hats, not seeming to fall as much as to suddenly appear with its chill greeting on lips and noses.

Eloisa James

#80. Frost in January minus 20 for a week. Dead birds frozen on the branch - they fall with the first thaw like ripe fruit - death-ripened. We shall all end like them - just a stain in the snow.

Lawrence Durrell

#81. I know the stars by heart,
the armies of the night, and there in the lead the ones that bring us snow or the crops of summer, bring us all we have
our great blazing kings of the sky, I know them, when they rise and when the fall ...

Aeschylus

#82. Dry snow coming down in the hills.
Magpies hair-triggered and thuggish in worn trees.
A wall has started to fall in you, it will take years to land.

Tim Lilburn

#83. Lies and half-truths fall like snow, covering the things that I remember, the things I saw. A landscape, unrecognizable after a snowfall; that is that she has made of my life.

Neil Gaiman

#84. Feathers fell from the sky. Like black snow, they drifted onto an old city called Bath.

Stefan Bachmann