Charles Platt Quotes

Digital Chocolate has 60% of its developers in Finland where the sun never sets in the summer and there is nothing to do outside in the winter, so we are very productive!

Were I laid on Greenland's Coast, And in my Arms embrac'd my Lass; Warm amidst eternal Frost, Too soon the Half Year's Night would pass.

Andoya is in a different world, set at the northern edge of Europe in what seems to be a time and weather of its own.

Like any traveler, I'm always looking for those experiences that are almost unique to any place, and watching films around Alaska of the skies in winter made me want to taste those unworldly showers of light in person.

To get the feel of the polar night, I went back to Spitsbergen in winter. I went snowshoeing in the dark and experimented with headlamps and climbed a glacier in driving snow.

I had an interest in Scandinavian countries because I'd never seen snow.

The light in Alaska in particular is so beautiful. So beautiful! Such incredible light.

We do not even see the sun for several months in the north of Sweden.

Fiction writers have long turned to winter to advance bluer palettes, slicker surfaces, and sharper contrasts. The sky darkens, the wind picks up, and flakes start to fall. Horizons shrink. Couples bicker. Cars slide off roads. Obliteration tends to loiter between the sentences.

I like snow, but I don't want to live in Siberia.

I grew up in Finland, so it's cold in Finland, we have ice rinks outdoors.

I would absolutely love to go to Lapland! I love the festive period and when it feels all Christmassy. Ever since I was younger, it's been a place that I've wanted to go.

The whole band is from Alaska. It's like growing up anywhere else.

So dull and dark are the November days. The lazy mist high up the evening curled, And now the morn quite hides in smoke and haze; The place we occupy seems all the world.

Before we left, Grandmother talked a lot about the arctic night we would fly through. 'Isn't it a mystical word, "arctic"? Pure and quite hard. And meridians. Isn't that pretty? We're going to fly along them, faster than the light can follow us... Time won't be able to catch us.

It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.

But all that is warm will go cold. My ears will fall off and my eyes will melt. My mouth will be clamped shut. My lips will turn to glue. ...No taste or smell or touch or sound.Nothing to look at. Total emptiness for ever.

When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone no part of the world can find you. Time to go into the dark where the night has eyes to recognize its own. There you can be sure you are not beyond love.

There are such a lot of things that have no place in summer and autumn and spring. Everything that’s a little shy and a little rum. Some kinds of night animals and people that don’t fit in with others and that nobody really believes in. They keep out of the way all the year. And then when everything’s quiet and white and the nights are long and most people are asleep—then they appear.

A dead afternoon in a dark bar was not the worst of fates.

Blindness separates people from things; deafness separates people from people.

When you lose your vision, you lose contact with things. When you lose your hearing, you lose contact with people.

With luck, it might even snow for us.

For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter.