William Henry Ashley Quotes

I think snow is so evocative and has such a powerful atmosphere.

I wrote a lot of 'Red Queen' wrapped in a blanket, cramped up while watching the snow come down.

I'd never walked on snow 'til I was 50, you know. There's no snow where I come from.

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.

Mainly I've been back to my books and writings and being nice and quiet and lazy. As I'm writing this, the radio says there's a foot of snow falling on Long Island. I really love snow and wish I could take a long walk in it right now.

Maine is a joy in the summer. But the soul of Maine is more apparent in the winter.

And finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.

Write about winter in the summer.

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing - if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination.

Some years ago I gave a concert in the mountains with snow all around, and that was much colder.

I just know that I could never spend a winter in Chicago or some place like that. I'm just not a cold weather person.

A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.

In Moscow I feel most comfortable. I'm used to four different seasons; it's difficult for people in London to understand. People brought up in Russia like my kids want to play in the snow.

My parents live in the part of the United States that is Canada. It is so far north that Minnesota lies in the same direction as Miami. They have four distinct seasons: Winter, More Winter, Still More Winter, and That One Day Of Summer.

How the snow falls in the north! Flake on flake falling incessantly, until the small dingles are almost on a level with the uplands. It throws itself on the leaves of autumn, and holds them down in security from the strongest winds.

It was never a thing that bothered me, being cold or if there's snow. It never fazed me.

Winters are so long in northern Michigan - nearly nine months of gray skies and deep snow - that summer comes as a fresh burst.

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

I'm not a cold-weather guy.

Where's the snow That fell the year that's fled--where's the snow?

Oh the long and dreary Winter! Oh the cold and cruel Winter!

I love the winter. Well, I love all the seasons, but the winter is possibly one of the most intense.

Every mile is two in winter