Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover's kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
Quotes about snowflakes (12 Quotes)
How COULD they endure my happiness, if I did not put around it accidents, and winter-privations, and bear-skin caps, and enmantling snowflakes!
To enslave an individual troubles your consciences, Archivist, but to enslave a clone is no more troubling than owning the latest six-wheeler ford, ethically. Because you cannot discern our differences, you assume we have none. But make no mistake: even same-stem fabricants cultured in the same wombtank are as singular as snowflakes.
A weapon that comes down as still As snowflakes fall upon the sod But executes a freeman's will, As lightning does the will of God And from its force nor doors nor locks Can shield you,'t is the ballot-box.
Lives are snowflakes - forming patterns we have seen before, as like one another as peas in a pod (and have you ever looked at peas in a pod I mean, really looked at them There's not a chance you'd mistake one for another, after a minute's close in
One of the agents who interviewed him said, 'How many kids are we talking about The defendant, who was in New York at the time looking out at the snow, looked out at the snow and said, 'How many snowflakes are there out there
Snowflakes are one of natures most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together.
How full of the creative genius is the air in which these (snowflakes) are generated. I should hardly admire them more if real stars fell and lodged on my coat.
Try to remember me when the cold, frosty winter sets veils of snowflakes over my old hair. I will remember you too.
Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.
Like snowflakes, the human pattern is never cast twice. We are uncommonly and marvelously intricate in thought and action, our problems are most complex and, too often, silently borne.
The snowflakes that grace us at Christmastime typify the artistic beauty that bestows joy on all ages but, like an acid, evolution corrodes this inborn appreciation of beauty and falsely trains children to view themselves as mere animals no more worthy than dogs or cats.