I remember, in the winter of our first experiments, just seven years ago, looking on snow with new eyes.
When I first sat down with my oncologist the day before Thanksgiving, and she told me I would need 8 rounds of chemo, one of my first questions admittedly was: 'Will I lose my hair?' It sounds shallow, I know, but it was a very scary image to me.
[the tigers find out the "baby" is a snow decoy] Sid: Sorry, fellas. He got a little frostbite.
Snow: It's the Turnbull A.C.'s. Cowboy: Think they forgot about the truce? Vermin: No shit! Ajax: Those lousy skinhead fucks!
George: This is Grade A 100% pure Colombian cocaine, ladies and gentlemen... Disco shit... Pure as the driven snow.
Inner peace is a quiet evening moonlight walk in the soft falling snow of our minds
You are the son of the Lord God! She said. That’s why you can kill and bring back to life, that’s why you can heal a blind man as Joseph saw you do, that’s why you can pray for snow and there will be snow, that’s why you can dispute with your...
How about a little teaser from CROWN OF ICE? Thyra Winther, the current Snow Queen speaks about her "home": At night the palace’s crystal halls are tinged sapphire. One of the first bits of magic that Voss taught me was to set the carved walls alig...
You don’t have any friends, your sister dumped you, you’re a freak eater..and you’ve got some weird thing about Simon Snow." "I object to every single thing you just said." Reagan chewed. And frowned. She was wearing dark red lipstick. "I have ...
My foot slips on a narrow ledge; in that split second, as needles of fear pierce heart and temples, eternity intersects with present time. Thought and action are not different, and stone, air, ice, sun, fear, and self are one. What is exhilarating is...
Barret thinks- he thinks, briefly- of turning around and leaving the park; of being, this time, the vanisher, the man who leaves you wondering, who offers no explanation, not even the sour satisfaction of a real fight; who simply drifts away, because...
At the lip of a cliff, I look out over Lake Superior, through the bare branches of birches and the snow-covered branches of aspens and pines. A hard wind blows snow up out of a cavern and over my face. I know this place, I know its seasons - I have h...
Jesse James: Well, Charley, did you hurt your leg? Charley Ford: Yeah, I slipped... I slipped off the roof and I smacked down into a snow bank, like a ton of stupidness. One second I'm screamin', "Woah Nelly!", Next second, poof, I'm neck-deep in sno...
From above you could see the chaos of entangled plots on the other side of the road, and a couple of tough tethered goats, and the glint of a frozen pond somewhere in the trees. Above them the sun was shining vaguely through the milky November sky, o...
And this time as the lashes come, try to think about the pain, instead of against it, because there is not one single aspect of life, past, present, or future, that does not tear your reason from you, to think on it. So think about the pain. This pai...
Will looked as if he were being asked to believe in something impossible—snow in summertime, a London winter without rain.
Resting on your laurels is as dangerous as resting when you are walking in the snow. You doze off and die in your sleep.
...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird...
...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field...
Oh deep winter snow, pale executioner, thou who delights in a slow, torturous death.
Snow as fine and grainy as sugar covered the windows in and sifted off to the floor and did not melt.
