“The brightest blades grow dim with rust,
The fairest meadow white with snow.”

“If it rusts, it can never be trusted
If its owner fails to control it, it will cut him
Yes, pride is like a blade”

“I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.”

“All Heaven and Earth
Flowered white obliterate…
Snow… unceasing snow”

“Road poured out into a place of meadows and a few White man’s buildings. Lots of wagons. Horses posted and tied, grazing on the meadow grass. Sounds of metal hammers ringing, chopping of axes in the wood, screech of saws going back and forth, all kinds of White-man forest-killing sounds. A White man’s town.”

“I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.”

“Gossip grows like weeds
In a summer meadow.
My girl and I
Sleep arm in arm.”

“And thou my minde aspire to higher things;
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust.”

“The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.”

“On Tuesday, when it hails and snows,
The feeling on me grows and grows
That hardly anybody knows
If those are these or these are those.”