“The snow had begun in the gloaming,
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.”

“The train came out of the long border tunnel — and there was the snow country. The night had turned white.”

“Dawn was definitely pulling into the station by now, and the snow had begun to throb with an electric, new-fallen whiteness. It climbed the inside of my trousers, and clung, squeakily, to the soles of my boots, and the bit just in front seemed to say ‘don’t walk on me, please don’t walk... oh.”

“The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every grown-up was in a deep deep sleep, and all the dark things came out from hiding and had the world all to themselves.”

“The silence of a winter's night
brings memories I hold inside;
remembering a blue moonlight
upon the fallen snow.”

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

“Oh where, oh where had Snow White gone?
She'd found it easy, being pretty
To hitch a ride into the city.”

“The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it.”

“[.. how the] landlord has had my room cleaned by Snow White and the squirrel has whitewashed the walls with his tail [signed:] - "Sleepy."”

“And silence matched the silence under snow.”