The Snow White the midnight the moon tales of the mechanics
The very fact of snow is such an amazement.
Comedy keeps the heart sweet; but we all know that there is wholesome refreshment for both mind and heart in an occasional climb among the pomps of the intellectual snow-summits built by Shakespeare and those others.
My skin's too white. " she said. Says who, Snow White?" he said, touching her cheek lightly with one hand.
The Pleading of the Summer - That other Prank - of Snow - That Cushions Mystery with Tulle, For fear the Squirrels - know.
Here I'm here- the snow falling.
We trust in plumed procession For such the angels go Rank after rank, with even feetAnd uniforms of snow.
Certain signs, some of them visible to the layman as well as the scientist, indicate that we have been watching an ice age approach for some time without realizing what we are seeing. . . Scientists predict that it will cause great snows which the world has not seen since the last ice age thousands of years ago.
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.
Watching snowing would be much greater if there were no homeless people! Man can never be fully happy and comfortable till all men become happy and comfortable!
We just lay on our bellies in the snow, gasping and immobile.
Nobody saves America by sniffing cocaine. Jiggling your knees blankeyed in the rain, when it snows in your nose you catch cold in your brain.
The day broke grey and dull. The clouds hung heavily, and there was a rawness in the air that suggested snow. A woman servant came into a room in which a child was sleeping and drew the curtains. She glanced mechanically at the house opposite, a stucco house with a portico, and went to the child's bed.
The stars whirled above us and the firecrackers blazed. The moon stood watch as drops of blood fell, careless seeds that sizzled in the snow.
The snow in the mountains was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation.
The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with disappointment to the ground.
That distinctive presidential conduct is now gone forever, banished to the snows of yesteryear by Barack Obama. From the beginning of his presidency to the present, he has spoken specifically and in unprecedented fashion of Republicans as his rivals, his stumbling blocks, the primary cause of his troubles.
The snow again. White, white net of beauty, net of dream, trapping the earth, trapping the helpless heart of life.
We are nearer neighbours to ourselves than whiteness to snow, or weight to stones.
It's a pity one can't imagine what one can't compare to anything. Genius is an African who dreams up snow.