#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

#prose #snow #beauty

What she looks like and what she is capable of doing are two different things. Wickedly beautiful. ↗

— Cameron Jace

#wicked #beauty

...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow... ↗

— John Geddes

#gentleness #love #snow #softness #beauty

The very fact of snow is such an amazement. ↗

— Roger Ebert

#beauty #life #snow #beauty

With a changing key, you unlock the house where the snow of what’s silenced drifts. Just like the blood that bursts from Your eye or mouth or ear, so your key changes. Changing your key changes the word That may drift with flakes. Just like the wind that rebuffs you, Clenched round your word is the snow. ↗

— Paul Celan

#silenced #snow #word #change

They've never known a time when people drank rain water because it was pure, or could eat snow, or swim in any river or brook. The last time I drove to Washington the traffic was so bad that I could have made better time with a horse. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#brook #change #earth #environment #history

Sometimes the little things in life mean the most. ↗

— Ellen Hopkins

#inspirational #kristina-snow #thankful #life

When I die, nieces, I want to be cremated, my ashes taken up in a bush plane and sprinkled onto the people in town below. Let them think my body is snowflakes, sticking in their hair and on their shoulders like dandruff. ↗

— Joseph Boyden

#snow #death

I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want. You said Tell me about your books, your visions made of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon. This is the Sun. Let me name the stars for you. Let me take you there. The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar cube…We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want, so I said What do you want, sweetheart? and you said Kiss me. Here I am leaving you clues. I am singing now while Rome burns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack, my silent night, just mash your lips against me. We are all going forward. None of us are going back. ↗

— Richard Siken

#dreams

I met you in dream." She says. "You're right. But here we are, back to the real world." "I was so afraid you will never remember me in the real world. People usually forget about their dreams once they wake up." "Not me. Not you. Besides, maybe this none of us woke up. It doesn't mean we can't make it real. ↗

— Cameron Jace

#dreams