Winter Mood: Cozy Book Quotes About Winter
New dose of inspiration is full of crispy snow freshness and whiteness, awesome patterns on the window glass, cozy talks and deep thoughts. Let’s catch some winter mood with a new collection of book quotes devoted to it! *** There are such a lot of things that have no place in summer and autumn and…
New dose of inspiration is full of crispy snow freshness and whiteness, awesome patterns on the window glass, cozy talks and deep thoughts. Let’s catch some winter mood with a new collection of book quotes devoted to it!
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There are such a lot of things that have no place in summer and autumn and spring. Everything that’s a little shy and a little rum. Some kinds of night animals and people that don’t fit in with others and that nobody really believes in. They keep out of the way all the year. And then when everything’s quiet and white and the nights are long and most people are asleep—then they appear.
(Tove Jansson)
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Wisdom comes with winters.
(Oscar Wilde)
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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.
(Lewis Carroll)
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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.
(Edith Sitwell)
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My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.
(George R.R. Martin)
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Even the strongest blizzards start with a single snowflake.
(Sara Raasch)
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Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.
(Mary Oliver)
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The heart can get really cold if all you’ve known is winter.
(Benjamin Alire Sáenz)
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In the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold.
(Ben Aaronovitch)
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Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
(Mignon McLaughlin)
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A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily the flakes, silver and dark, falling obliquely against the lamplight. The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland … His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
(James Joyce)
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Melancholy were the sounds on a winter’s night.
(Virginia Woolf)
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Nothing burns like the cold. But only for a while. Then it gets inside you and starts to fill you up, and after a while you don’t have the strength to fight it.
(George R.R. Martin)
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With the snow piling up outside, the warm dry cabin hidden in its fold of the mountain felt like a safe haven indeed, though it had not been such for the people who had lived there.
(Charles Frazier)
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But winter was necessary. Why else would the world have it? The trees seemed to welcome the season, from the way they changed colors before they dropped their leaves and went to sleep. Winter was a part of a cycle, like day and night, life and death.
(Merrie Haskell)
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Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.
(Ernest Hemingway)
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Winter solitude—
in a world of one colour
the sound of the wind.
(Matsuo Basho)
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No animal, according to the rules of animal-etiquette, is ever expected to do anything strenuous, or heroic, or even moderately active during the off-season of winter.
(Kenneth Grahame)
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Winter then in its early and clear stages, was a purifying engine that ran unhindered over city and country, alerting the stars to sparkle violently and shower their silver light into the arms of bare upreaching trees. And what it did to Northern forests can hardly be described, considering that it iced the branches of the sycamores of Chrystie Street and swept them back and forth until they rang like ranks of bells.
(Mark Halprin)
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In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
(Albert Camus)
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Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.
(Victor Hugo)
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December is an old friend; it reminds you of the past, together you share some laughs and tears, you feel warm-hearted though it’s freezing outside. But, the goodbye is inevitable. May the memories we share with this friend next year be filled with comfort, peace and Love.
(Mohamed Atef)
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Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths.
(George R.R. Martin)
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When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around bare trees and twists in between husbands and wives asleep in their beds. It shakes the shingles from the roofs and sifts through cracks in the plaster. The only green things left are the holly bushes and the old boxwood hedges in the village, and these are often painted white with snow. Chipmunks and weasels come to nest in basements and barns; owls find their way into attics. At night, the dark is blue and bluer still, as sapphire of night.
(Alice Hoffman)
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It snowed all week. Wheels and footsteps moved soundlessly on the street, as if the business of living continued secretly behind a pale but impenetrable curtain. In the falling quiet there was no sky or earth, only snow lifting in the wind, frosting the window glass, chilling the rooms, deadening and hushing the city. At all hours it was necessary to keep a lamp lighted, and Mrs. Miller lost track of the days: Friday was no different from Saturday and on Sunday she went to the grocery: closed, of course.
(Truman Capote)
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It seems like everything sleeps in winter, but it’s really a time of renewal and reflection.
(Elizabeth Camden)
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