“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.”

“Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.”

“Picture anybody growing up so stupid he didn't know that hope is just another phase you'll grow out of.”

“You will never see these lights
Glowing in your nights
If you don't know
And there are roses growing in the snow.”

“In beauty faults conspicuous grow;
The smallest speck is seen on snow.”

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

“But he had hardly felt the absurdity of those things, on the one hand, and the necessity of those others, on the other (for it is rare that the feeling of absurdity is not followed by the feeling of necessity), when he felt the absurdity of those things of which he had just felt the necessity (for it is rare that the feeling of necessity is not followed by the feeling of absurdity).”

“He came your way
And when he had to go
There were roses growing in the snow
Silently you'll go to the shadow of your soul
And you know that it was like this before we had to go
You will never see these lights
Glowing in your nights
Until you feel this way.”

“Old dirt road (Mushaboom)
Knee deep snow (Mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow”

“Just as feelings grow out of ignorance, intuition should grow out of knowledge.”