50 Quotes About Snowflakes
- Author Kytka Hilmar-Jezek
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As I sit here on a snowy morning watching the flakes gently fall outside my window, I look at the 300-year-old building across the street and the beautifully carved angels on its facade. There was a time people would create, just to give something beautiful to the world which we are so blessed to live in and a time when people understood the work of all of the arts.
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- Author Betty MacDonald
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Far off down the road, through the lazily drifting snowflakes, they could hear the merry sound of sleigh bells. Their gay little tinkling flying ahead of the sleigh and lighting up the night with sparks.
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- Author Bana
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You cannot say you like cake without getting a lash back. You are immediately bombarded with “What about bread?” “You are an elitist.” “Why do you hate the poor?”.
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- Author Richard L. Ratliff
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Giant gold snowflakesNow the Trees are bare
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- Author Ole Hallesby
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As white snowflakes fall quietly and thickly on a winter day, answers to prayer will settle down upon you at every step you take, even to your dying day. The story of your life will be the story of prayer and answers to prayer.
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- Author Debasish Mridha
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Find time to admire and appreciate the glittering lights on snowflakes.
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- Author Neil Gaiman
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Lives are snowflakes - unique in detail, forming patterns we have seen before, but as like one another as peas in a pod (and have you ever looked at peas in a pod? I mean, really looked at them? There's not a chance you'd mistake one for another, after a minute's close inspection.)
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- Author Debra Anastasia
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Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I’m home.""I’m up here, cock dribble,” Kyle replied.
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- Author Angela Panayotopulos
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The wind breezed through the neighborhoods and pushed the hands of household clocks. Waves rose and fell with the regularity of a sleeping god's snores. People cupped snowflakes in their hands, scraps of divinity that melted at the human touch, as ephemeral as time. Seasons are only man-made time-traps after all. We can call them what we please.
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