A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
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?
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Advice is like snow--the softer it falls, the deeper it goes.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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.
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.
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity
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.
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.
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 snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
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