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1. "She saw the snowy poles of moonless Mars, That marvellous round of milky light Below Orion, and those double stars Whereof the one more brightIs circled by the other"
Author: Alfred Tennyson
2. "Z ponurych proroków wieków minionych nowy wiek uczynil glupców"
Author: Anne Rice
3. "It started when we were little kids.Free spirits, but alreadytormented by our own handsgiven to us by our parents.We got together and wrote on desksand slept in laundry rooms near snowy mountainsand slipped through whatevercracks we could find,minds altered, we didn't falterin portraving hysterical andtragic characters in a smogfilled universe.we loved the dirty cityand the journeys away from it.We had not yet been or seen our friends, selves,chase tails round and round in downward spirals,leaving trail of irretrievable,vital life juice behind.Still, thebrothersbloodcomradespartnerfamilycuzzwas impenetrableand we lived inside itlaughing with no clothes, andeverything experimental 'tilldeath was upon us.In our face, mortality."
Author: Anthony Kiedis
4. "You see colors no one else can seeIn every breath you hear a symphonyYou understand me like nobody canI feel like my soul unfolding like a flower bloomingWhen this whole world gets too crazyAnd there's nowhere left to goI know you give me sanctuaryYou're the only truth I knowYou're the road back home."
Author: Backstreet Boys
5. "Even Winnipeggers who depart for Toronto, Calgary or Vancouver never assimilate or fully lose their regional identity. They remain stuck on their birthplace, in the middle of the flat, snowy, buggy, flood-prone and isolated prairie, where everyone seems to know everyone despite the impossibility of the arithmetic involved."
Author: Bartley Kives
6. "Now suddenly there was nothing but a world of cloud, and we three were there alone in the middle of a great white plain with snowy hills and mountains staring at us; and it was very still; but there were whispers."
Author: Black Elk
7. "There, on our favourite seat, the silver light of the moon struck a half-reclining figure, snowy white... something dark stood behind the seat where the white figure shone, and bent over it. What it was, whether man or beast, I could not tell."
Author: Bram Stoker
8. "The snowy owl has eyes that look just like mine, especially when it widens them. And while I stand there, staring at it, lowering my sunglasses, something unspoken passes between me and the bird - there's this weird kind of tension, a bizarre pressure, that fuels the following, which starts, happens, ends, very quickly."
Author: Bret Easton Ellis
9. "God abides in men""God abides in men,These are men who are simple,they are fields of corn...Such men have mindslike wide grey skies,they have the grandeurthat the fools call emptiness.God abides in men.Some men are not simple,they live in citiesamong the teeming buildings,wrestling with forcesas strong as the sun and the rain.Often they must forgo dream upon dream...Christ walks in the wildernessin such lives.God abides in men,because Christ has put onthe nature of man, like a garment, and worn it to his own shape.He has put on everyone's life...to the workman's clothes to the King's red robes,to the snowy loveliness of the wedding garment...Christ has put on Man's nature,and given him back his humanness...God abides in man."
Author: Caryll Houselander
10. "REFUSALWhen you refuseto tell your weightand age,people knowyou're fat and old."
Author: Chocolate Waters
11. "I thought leaving you would be easy, just walking out the door but I keep getting pinned against it with my legs around your waist and it's like my lips want you like my lungs want air, it's just what they where born to do so I am sitting at work thinking of you cutting vegetables in my kitchen your hair in my shower drain your fingers on my spine in the morningwhile we listen to Muddy Waters, I knowyou will never be the one I call home but the way you talk about poems like marxists talk of revolution it makes me want to keep trying. I'm still looking for reasons to love you.I'm still looking for proof you love me."
Author: Clementine Von Radics
12. "If with pleasure you are viewingAny work a man is doing;If you like him or you love him, tell him now.Don't withhold your approbationTill the preacher makes orationAnd he lies with snowy lilies o'er his brow.For no matter how you shout it,He won't really care about it;He won't know how many teardrops you have shed.If you think some praise is due him,Now's the time to slip it to him,For He cannot read his tombstone when he's dead."
Author: Clyde H. Box
13. "Memory is igneous more than ingenious, igneous, and like granite, intrusive, heaved up within oneself, the whole range of one's life, mountains' forbidding height looming over the plains where one lives, mountains formed by the life already lived, but toward which one is always walking, one's own past ahead of him, seeking the improbable path already forged, this path back through oneself, this path we call the present tense, which becomes the continental divide when the tense shifts and the path is lost, path from which the walker emerges only to turn around and see the peaks pulled up by his feet, and the snowy pass, and alpine heights, where those stranded must sometime feed on themselves to survive, where sometimes, through the icy crust, the crocus blooms."
Author: Dan Beachy Quick
14. "The order never varies. Two slices of bread-and-butter each, and China tea. What a hide-bound couple we must seem, clinging to custom because we did so in England. Here, on this clean balcony, white and impersonal with centuries of sun, I think of half-past-four at Manderley, and the table drawn before the library fire. The door flung open, punctual to the minute, and the performance, never-varying, of the laying of the tea, the silver tray, the kettle, the snowy cloth."
Author: Daphne Du Maurier
15. "It was a sombre snowy afternoon, and the gas-lamps were lit in the big reverberating station. As he paced the platform, waiting for the Washington express, he remembered that there were people who thought there would one day be a tunnel under the Hudson through which the trains of the Pennsylvania railway would run straight into New York. They were of the brotherhood of visionaries who likewise predicted the building of ships that would cross the Atlantic in five days, the invention of a flying machine, lighting by electricity, telephonic communication without wires, and other Arabian Nights marvels."
Author: Edith Wharton
16. "Then the train resumed its journey, leaving in its wake, in a snowy field in Poland, hundreds of naked orphans without a tomb."
Author: Elie Wiesel
17. "Gotham City. Clean shafts of concrete and snowy rooftops. The work of men who died generations ago. From here, it looks like an achievement. From here, you can't see the enemy."
Author: Frank Miller
18. "Ever been in a spelling bee as a kid? That snowy second after the announcement of the word as you sift your brain to see if you can spell it? It was like that, the blank panic."
Author: Gillian Flynn
19. "I might have starved to death. I would be mud-slick, stuffed to the guts with cold and hopelessness, and my body might know it was doomed and give up on its own. That would be better than idly winding wool on a snowy day, waiting for someone to kill me."
Author: Hannah Kent
20. "Dance," said the Sheep Man. "Yougottadance. Aslongasthemusicplays. Yougotta dance. Don'teventhinkwhy. Starttothink, yourfeetstop. Yourfeetstop, wegetstuck. Wegetstuck, you'restuck. Sodon'tpayanymind, nomatterhowdumb. Yougottakeepthestep. Yougottalimberup. Yougottaloosenwhatyoubolteddown. Yougottauseallyougot. Weknowyou're tired, tiredandscared. Happenstoeveryone, okay? Justdon'tletyourfeetstop."
Author: Haruki Murakami
21. "The Lord's paths cut across the salt seas and the snowy mountains where man's eye sees no track."
Author: Isak Dinesen
22. "When daybreak came we were zooming through New Jersey with the great cloud of Metropolitan New York rising before us in the snowy distance. Dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. He said we were a band of Arabs coming in to blow up New York."
Author: Jack Kerouac
23. "I wished I could explain it to those I loved, my mother, to Japhy, but there just weren't any words to describe the nothingness and purity of it. "Is there a certain and definite teaching to be given to all living creatures?" was the question probably asked to beetle browed snowy Dipankara, and his answer was the roaring silence of the diamond."
Author: Jack Kerouac
24. "I love the Autumn,And yet I cannot sayAll the thoughts and thingsThat make me feel this way.I love walking on the angry shore,To watch the angry sea;Where summer people were before,But now there's only me.I love wood fires at nightThat have a ruddy glow.I stare at the flamesAnd think of long ago.I love the feeling down inside meThat says to run awayTo come and be a gypsyAnd laugh the gypsy way.The tangy taste of apples,The snowy mist at morn,The wanderlust inside youWhen you hear the huntsman's horn.Nostalgia - that's the Autumn, Dreaming through SeptemberJust a million lovely thingsI always will remember."
Author: Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis
25. "Remember The DreamYou have a choiceYour heart will knowYou gotta look back sometimeTo know where to goYou have a voiceLong as you liveIt's never too smallWhatever you got to giveWhen your life is low (hold on)And you want to let go (be strong - hold on)Remember the dream we hadWhen there was nothing elseRemember the light that shinesAnd find it in yourselfRemember the dream is yoursSo let it guide your wayAnd keep it alive with you each dayDon't ever sayYou just don't carethe chances you takeWill take you as far as you darDon't be afraidHold your head highThere's strength in your soulYou never know till you tryWhen your life is low (hold on)And you want to let go (be strong -- hold on)You're not alone .. somebody cares(Hold on ...be strong)When you're walkin' the roadWith those who been there(You're not alone)Remember the dream is yoursSo let it guide your wayAnd keep it alive with you each day."
Author: James Ingram
26. "...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight..."
Author: John Geddes
27. "Lady and gentleman, when my parents left Korea with nothing but the clothes on their backs and the considerable wealth they had amassed in the shipping business, they had a dream. They had a dream that one day amid the snowy hilltops of western North Carolina, their son would lose his virginity to a cheerleader in the woman's bathroom of a Waffle House just off the interstate. My parents have sacrificed so much for this dream! And that is why we must journey on, despite all trials and tribulations! Not for me and least of all for the poor cheerleader in question, but for my parents and indeed for all immigrants who came to his great nation in what they themselves could never have: CHEERLEADER SEX."
Author: John Green
28. "Dr. Larch bent over him and kissed him, very lightly, on his lips. Homer heard Dr. Larch whisper, ‘Good work, Homer.' He felt a second, even lighter kiss. ‘Good work, my boy,' the doctor said, and then left him.Homer Wells felt his tears come silently; there were more tears than he remembered crying the last time he had cried – when Fuzzy Stone had died and Homer had lied about Fuzzy to Snowy Meadows and the others. He cried and cried, but he never made a sound; he would have to change Dr. Larch's pillowcase in the morning, he cried so much. He cried because he had received his first fatherly kisses."
Author: John Irving
29. "Szepcze "zegnaj", lecz komu to przekazac, nie wiem,Bo przeciez nie rozmawiam z martwa mara czy cieniem.On gdyby chcial przytaknac, chocby glowe sklonic,W odpowiedzi nie poda nawet pustej dloni.Ale w tym sie juz nowy zawiera element,bo przewage nie glos ma, ale usta nieme,jak u ryby miarowo otwierane dlawydobycia w wydechu bezdzwiecznego "la".Akwarium, jak wiadomo, jest takim zaciszem,gdzie sie nigdy piosenek i placzu nie slyszy,gdzie reka zawieszona i znieruchomialazmienia wlasnosci - wkrótce pletwa by sie stala.A wiec do ciebie - która umialas pokonacte mokre, wyciagniete ku tobie ramionanereid z wód rodzimych - ja unoszac brewpisze o tym, co moze w zylach zmrozic krew,ze kondensat cierpienia i bólu przekroczylpowierzchnie mózgu. Nie da sie pamieci z oczuwykluc. Za zamknietymi ustami sie pietrzyto cierpienie i krzyczy w rozpaczy do wnetrza."
Author: Joseph Brodsky
30. "...But if a mirror ever makes you sadyou should knowthat it does not knowyou."
Author: Kabir
31. "It is the sacred houra soft cast halos the skytwilight descendsa snowy mantle of silence has slipped across her face like the veil of a bride"
Author: Kate Mullane Robertson
32. "Did Soren agree to be part of a system to protect Skench and Spoorn and the others?" Barren, the other Snowy monarch, asked in her soft voice.He did indeed, madam," Ezylryb replied. "Soren is a much-misunderstood owl these days. Believe me, Soren will do whatever is required in this invasion."
Author: Kathryn Lasky
33. "In the midst of poverty and want, Felix carried with pleasure to his sister the first little white flower that peeped out from beneath the snowy ground."
Author: Mary Shelley
34. "This snowy morningThat black crow I hate so much. . .But he's so beautiful!"
Author: Matsuo Bashō
35. "I didn't blame Wes. I actually didn't blame anybody except myself. Really, what did I have in my life that was so bad it raced under my skin until I couldn't stand it anymore and I had to give it a place to come out? I didn't know. At moments like this, when my flesh cried out for relief, I didn't have to know. I just needed to make it stop. I lifted the pleated bed skirt and pulled out the wooden box. Inside, the instruments were lines up on a folded snowy white pillowcase, still sterile and gleaming from Eater night."
Author: Nancy Rue
36. "In lower Manhattan there is an improbable point where Waverly Place intersects Waverly Place. It was there that I met Veronica, on a snowy, windy night."
Author: Nicholas Christopher
37. "By nowyou should've somehowrealized what you're not to do"
Author: Oasis
38. "„Gdyby tak mozna odmlodzic czlowieka, jak drzewo. Sciac z niego zle wspomnienia, zeskrobac caly ból, wszelkie rozczarowania, jak martwa tkanke; poobcinac bledy, glupie decyzje, pomylki, przeswietlic mysli. I zeby to mozna bylo robic po kazdej zimie, zeby sie w nowy rok wchodzilo czystym i niewinnym. Wiadomo przeciez – któras z kolejnych zim nas zabije."
Author: Olga Tokarczuk
39. "You knowI knowyou knowI'll remember youand I knowYou knowI knowyou'll remember me"
Author: One Direction
40. "All right, boy, skewer me. I've dropped my defenses, I'm an easy victim. Why, by nowYour arrows practically know their own way to the target And feel less at home in their quiver than in me."
Author: Ovid
41. "Farrell had seen pure white drunkenness before, but not often enough to recognize it at sight. He knew the thing itself, however--the freight train rattling and lurching comically from hilarity to slobbering sorrow, picking up speed as it passed through wild, aimless anger straight on into wild sickness; and then, running smoothly and almost silently now, into a dark place of shaking and sweating and crying, and out again with no warning to where a dazzling snowy light made everything very still."
Author: Peter S. Beagle
42. "In the dim, wavering light, a page hung open and it was like a snowy feather, the words delicately painted thereon. In all the rush and fervor, Montag had only an instant to read a line, but it blazed in his mind for the next minute as if stamped there with fiery steel."
Author: Ray Bradbury
43. "Images flashed through his mind. He saw Nico and his sister on a snowy mountain cliff in Maine, Percy Jackson protecting them from the manticore. Percy's sword gleamed in the dark. He'd been the first demigod Nico had ever seen in action. Later at Camp Half-Blood, Percy took Nico by the arm, promising to keep his sister Bianca safe. Nico believed him. Nico looked into his sea-green eyes and though, How can he possibly fail? This is a real hero."
Author: Rick Riordan
44. "I have known many gods. He who denies them is as blind as he who trusts them too deeply. I seek not beyond death. It may be the blackness averred by the Nemedian skeptics, or Crom's realm of ice and cloud, or the snowy plains and vaulted halls of the Nordheimer's Valhalla. I know not, nor do I care. Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich juices of red meat and stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame and crimson, and I am content. Let teachers and philosophers brood over questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content."
Author: Robert E. Howard
45. "Birds are flyin' south for winter.Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north,Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin',Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth.He says, "It's not that I like iceOr freezin' winds and snowy ground.It's just sometimes it's kind of niceTo be the only bird in town."
Author: Shel Silverstein
46. "You say I am repeating Something I have said before. I shall say it again.Shall I say it agian? In order to arrive there,To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.In order to arrive at what you do not knowYou must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.In order to possess what you do not possessYou must go by the way of dispossession.In order to arrive at what you are notYou must go through the way in which you are not.And what you do not know is the only thing you knowAnd what you own is what you do not own And where you are is where you are not."
Author: T.S. Eliot
47. "It was enough to make me feel like retreating into some wooded or snowy clime, where only the most determined photographers or Mary-hunters might find me."
Author: Tara Altebrando
48. "Now," she said when all was ready and lit the silver sconces on either side of the mirror. What woman would not have kindled to see what Orlando saw then burning in the snow--for all about the looking glass were snowy lawns, and she was like a fire, a burning bush, and the candle flames about her head were silver leaves; or again, the glass was green water, and she a mermaid, slung with pearls, a siren in a cave, singing so that oarsmen leant from their boats and fell down, down to embrace her; so dark, so bright, so hard, so soft, was she, so astonishingly seductive that it was a thousand pities that there was no one there to pt it in plain English, and say outright "Damn it Madam, you are loveliness incarnate," which was the truth."
Author: Virginia Woolf
49. "You write your name in the snowYet say nothing."
Author: Voltaire
50. "THE POEMS OF OUR CLIMATEIClear water in a brilliant bowl, Pink and white carnations. The lightIn the room more like a snowy air, Reflecting snow. A newly-fallen snowAt the end of winter when afternoons return.Pink and white carnations - one desiresSo much more than that. The day itselfIs simplified: a bowl of white, Cold, a cold porcelain, low and round,With nothing more than the carnations there.IISay even that this complete simplicityStripped one of all one's torments, concealedThe evilly compounded, vital IAnd made it fresh in a world of white,A world of clear water, brilliant-edged,Still one would want more, one would need more,More than a world of white and snowy scents.IIIThere would still remain the never-resting mind,So that one would want to escape, come backTo what had been so long composed.The imperfect is our paradise.Note that, in this bitterness, delight,Since the imperfect is so hot in us,Lies in flawed words and stubborn sounds."
Author: Wallace Stevens

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