This is the Hour of Lead — Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow — First –Chill –then Stupor –then the letting go –. – Emily Dickinson
Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touched it? Have you marked but the fall o the snow Before the soil hath smutched it?… O so white! O so soft! O so sweet is she! – Ben Johnson
These messengers will not be hindered from accomplishing at their best speed the distance which they have to go, either by snow, or rain, or heat, or by the darkness of night. – Herodotus
What is it about a beautiful sunny afternoon, with the birds singing and the wind rustling through the leaves, that makes you want to get drunk? – Jack Handey
