I have always had strong maternal instincts. Even when I was still a child I cut out pictures of prams from newspapers and imagined the feeling of pushing my own pram through fresh winter snow and seeing the wheels' tracks behind me in the snow.
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
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.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.
Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
Don’t complain about the snow on your neighbor’s roof when your own doorstep is unclean.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
Winter is the time for comfort - it is the time for home.
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
Advice is like snow--the softer it falls, the deeper it goes.
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder.
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.
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