Quotes about snow
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William Henry Davies photo

“What a glorious time of the year is this [Spring]! With the warm sun travelling through serene skies, the air clear and fresh above you, which instils new blood in the body, making one defiantly tramp the earth, kicking the snows aside in the scorn of action.”

William Henry Davies book The Autobiography of a Super-Tramp

Source: The Autobiography of a Super-Tramp (1908), Ch. XIX

Travel, Spring, Time, Sun
Shobha Rao photo

“My fingers are turning red, my nose is turning red, and that kind of cold, I was, of course, also unfamiliar with. And snow has always had an awe for me. The silence that takes over the world, and just. . . the absolute miracle of snow. I’ve never gotten over it, I have to confess.”

Shobha Rao

On her first exposure to winter in the United States in "Shobha Rao on Moving Between Cultures and Loving Little House on the Prairie" https://lithub.com/shobha-rao-on-moving-between-cultures-and-loving-little-house-on-the-prairie/ in LitHub (2018 Nov 19)

World, Silence
Li He photo

“The desert sands look white as snow;
The crescent moon hangs like a bow.
When would the steed in golden gear
Gallop all night through autumn clear?”

Li He (790–816) Chinese writer

"Twenty-three Horse Poems", 5 (《马诗二十三首（其五）》), in Song of the Immortals: An Anthology of Classical Chinese Poetry, trans. Xu Yuanchong (Penguin Books, 1994), p. 91
Original: (zh-CN) 大漠沙如雪，燕山月似钩。
何当金络脑，快走踏清秋。

Autumn, Night

“I used to climb mountains in snow and ice, hanging onto the sides of great rocks. I was describing one of my adventures to an older friend once, and when I had finished he asked me, "Why do you want to kill yourself?" I protested. I told him that the rewards I wanted were of sight, of pleasure, of the thrill of pitting my body and my skills against nature. My friend replied, "When you are as old as I am you will see that you are trying to kill yourself."”

Heinz R. Pagels (1939–1988) American physicist

Source: The Cosmic Code (1982), p. 312

Pleasure, Mountain, Nature
Alfred Austin photo

“So, timely you came, and well you chose,
You came when most needed, my winter rose.
From the snow I pluck you, and fondly press
Your leaves 'twixt the leaves of my leaflessness.”

Alfred Austin (1835–1913) British writer and poet

Source: "My Winter Rose", stanza VII; p. 23., Lyrical Poems (1891)

Winter, Time
NoViolet Bulawayo photo

“As for the coldness, I have never seen it like this. I mean, coldness that makes like it wants to kill you, like it's telling you, with its snow, that you should go back to where you came from.”

NoViolet Bulawayo book We Need New Names

We Need New Names (2013)

Emily Brontë photo

“The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow,
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me—
I will not, cannot go.”

Emily Brontë (1818–1848) English novelist and poet

Spellbound (November 1837)

Tree, Night