Snow Quotes - Page 17

• Artemis grit her teeth. "I need a favor. I have some hunting to do, alone. I need you to take my companions to Camp Half-Blood." "Sure Sis!" then he raised his hands in a "stop everything" gesture. "I feel a haiku comIng on." The Hunters all groaned. Apparently they'd met Apollo before. He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically. "Green grass breaks through snow. Artemis pleads for my help. I am so awesome.

  Rick Riordan

  Hunting, Blood, Hands

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• Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush".

  Craig Thompson

  Lonely, Fall, Space

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• I feel all agitated, like one of those snow globes you see resting peacefully on shop counters. I was perfectly happy being an ordinary, dull little Swiss village. But now Jack Harper’s come and shaken me up, and there are snowflakes all over the place, whirling around until I don’t know what I think anymore. And bits of glitter, too. Tiny bits of shiny, secret excitement.

  Sophie Kinsella

  Thinking, Secret, Ordinary

  Sophie Kinsella (2004). “Can You Keep a Secret?”, Random House Digital, Inc.

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• We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.

  Laurie Halse Anderson

  Gingerbread, Wintergirls

  Laurie Halse Anderson (2009). “Wintergirls”, p.78, Penguin

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• January. It was all things. And it was one thing, like a solid door. Its cold sealed the city in a gray capsule. January was moments, and January was a year. January rained the moments down, and froze them in her memory: [...]Every human action seemed to yield a magic. January was a two-faced month, jangling like jester's bells, crackling like snow crust, pure as any beginning, grim as an old man, mysteriously familiar yet unknown, like a word one can almost but not quite define.

  Patricia Highsmith

  Memories, Men, Two

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• I've been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done Tried to make me Stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'-- But I don't care! I'm still here!

  Langston Hughes

  Wind, Looks, Ems

  Langston Hughes (2004). “Vintage Hughes”, Vintage

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• The realization of what would happen next settled gradually over Harry in the long minutes, like softly falling snow. "I've got to go back, haven't I?" "That is up to you." "I've got a choice?" "Oh yes." Dumbledore smiled at him. "We are in King's Cross, you say? I think that if you decided not to go back, you would be able to…let's say…board a train." "And where would it take me?" "On," said Dumbledore simply.

  J. K. Rowling

  Kings, Fall, Thinking

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• Let the fairy tale begin on a winter's morning, then, with one drop of blood newly-fallen on the ivory snow: a drop as bright as a clear-cut ruby, red as a single spot of claret on the lace cuff.

  Ellen Kushner

  Morning, Cutting, Winter

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• You can begin as if nothing had ever gone wrong. White as snow.

  C. S. Lewis

  White, Gone, Ifs

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• We look up at the same stars and see such different things." - Jon Snow

  George R. R. Martin

  Stars, Different, Looks

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• We will fight a battle, and then we will rest. Alive or dead, we'll rest." - Jon Snow

  George R. R. Martin

  Fighting, Battle, Alive

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• Requiescat Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone She is at rest. Peace, Peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life’s buried here, Heap earth upon it.

  Oscar Wilde

  Lying, Heart, White

  Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Poems and poems in prose”, p.5, Oxford University Press on Demand

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• I don’t know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.” “What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.” “You gave me help when I needed it” Jon Snow said. “I gave you nothing,” Tyrion said. “Words.” “Then give your words to Bran too.

  George R. R. Martin

  Pain, Giving, Ease

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• The Snow White the midnight the moon tales of the mechanics

  Marissa Meyer

  Moon, White, Midnight

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• Chained inside the carriage is a sinful woman. When we set the carriage afire, her flesh will be roasted, her bones will be charred: she will die an agonizing death. Never again will you have such a perfect model for the screen. Do not fail to watch as her snow-white flesh erupts in flames. See and remember her long black hair dancing in a whirl of sparks!

  Ryūnosuke Akutagawa

  Hair, Flames, White

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• Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow

  T. S. Eliot

  Winter, Covering, Earth

  The Waste Land l. 5 (1922)

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• As soon as she was close, she whispered, "you've got to get out of here." "No, you've got to get out of here," he told her. "Go downstairs. Go now." "No," she countered. "You go." "Why?" he asked. "You tell me first." But before they could say another word, the last elevator slid slowly open and two men in masks rushed out. From the opposite side of the of the ballroom, shots rang out, rapid fire, piercing the ceiling, plaster falling onto the dance floor like snow. And then Hale and Macey whispered in unison, "Because of that.

  Ally Carter

  Fall, Men, Fire

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• How small life is here and how big nothingness. The sky, tired of light, has given everything to the snow. The two trees bow their heads to each other. Clouds cross the world’s silence in a circle dance

  Robert Walser

  Tired, Clouds, Light

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• It was a palace, made entirely of gold, sitting on an island of silver snow at the very top of the world. East of the sun, and west of the moon.

  Jessica Day George

  Moon, Islands, Gold

  Jessica Day George (2011). “Sun and Moon, Ice and Snow”, p.243, Bloomsbury Publishing USA

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• At night, lying on your back and staring at the falling snow, it's easy to imagine oneself soaring through the stars.

  Craig Thompson

  Stars, Lying, Fall

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• Sometimes it happens that you become one, in some rare moment. Watch the ocean, the tremendous wildness of it--and suddenly you forget your split, your schizophrenia; you relax. Or, moving in the Himalayas, seeing the virgin snow on the Himalayan peaks, suddenly a coolness surrounds you and you need not be false because there is no other human being to be false to. You fall together.

  Rajneesh

  Ocean, Moving, Fall

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• But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

  Lauren Oliver

  Summer, Flower, Sunset

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• The snow has quietness in it; no songs, no smells, no shouts or traffic. When I speak my own voice shocks me.

  Anne Sexton

  Song, Voice, Smell

  Anne Sexton (1964). “Selected poems”

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• Maddie took the top of her egg off. The hot bright yolk was like summer sun breaking through cloud. The first daffodil in the snow. A gold sovereign wrapped in a white silk handkerchief. She dipped her spoon in it and licked it.

  Elizabeth Wein

  Summer, Clouds, Eggs

  Elizabeth Wein (2012). “Code Name Verity”, p.110, Egmont UK

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• Sometimes I think maybe they were right all along, the people on the other side in Zombieland. Maybe it would be better if we didn't love. If we didn't lose either. If we didn't get our hearts stomped on, shattered: if we didn't have to patch and repatch until we're like Frankenstein monsters, all sewn together and bound up by who knows what. If we could just float along, like snow. But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosions of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

  Lauren Oliver

  Summer, Flower, Sunset

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