Snowflakes Quotes

In February of 1972, a snowstorm blew into Kansas City, and I decided to hitchhike to California. The roads were icy, snowflakes howling, and nobody would drive me to the highway, so I humped through the snow and ice and caught a ride with a concerned cop to the Kansas Turnpike.

Christmas is one of my favorite times of the year.

There's nothing like Christmas in New York.

I absolutely adore Christmas.

Look up at the miracle of the falling snow,—the air a dizzy maze of whirling, eddying flakes, noiselessly transforming the world, the exquisite crystals dropping in ditch and gutter, and disguising in the same suit of spotless livery all objects upon which they fall.

Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dak trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more the prettiness.

I wish i could press snowflakes in a book like flowers.

I think people are as individual as snowflakes, they kinda look alike but no two are the exactly the same, and all classification is the root of prejudice.

Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It's late afternoon - the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window seat using the last light to write to you.

Baseball games are like snowflakes and fingerprints, no two are ever alike.

I love this time of year. I'm the world's biggest Christmas fan!

Christians, like snowflakes, are frail, but when they stick together they can stop traffic.

I feel like I've got a pretty relatively extensive Christmas sweatshirt collection.

Resolutions are flying like snowflakes around here.

Like snowflakes, the human pattern is never cast twice.

I love snow; I love building snowman. The only thing I don't like is the cold - so if we could have a hot Christmas, that would be amazing.

I think a lot of snowflakes are alike...and I think a lot of people are alike too.

Snow. White, white, white, soft and clean, and maddening shapes, with the whole world in them.

I have never seen snow and do not know what winter means.

That no Flake of [snow] fall on you or them - is a wish that would be a Prayer, were Emily not a Pagan.

Snowflakes fascinate me... Millions of them falling gently to the ground... And they say that no two of them are alike! Each one completely different from all the others... The last of the rugged individualists!

How do we know for sure that no two snowflakes are the same - we haven't got anybody watching.

They say that there can never be two snowflakes that are exactly alike, but has anyone checked lately?

Winter is the king of showmen, Turning tree stumps into snowmen And houses into birthday cakes And spreading sugar over lakes. Smooth and clean and frosty white, The world looks good enough to bite. That’s the season to be young, Catching snowflakes on your tongue. Snow is snowy when it’s snowing, I’m sorry it’s slushy when it’s going.