Jane Smiley Quotes

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

I'm not sad at all about turning 40.

I grew up in Chicago, and there was always snow. In Los Angeles there never was, so we would always import snow!

I was concerned about being 40 and for my 40th birthday my wish was to go see Cher, and I got to meet her.

Canada's climate is nine months winter and three months late in the fall.

Linus: It was a short summer, Charlie Brown. Charlie Brown: And it looks like it's gonna be a looong winter.

Today, you're 50. Now we can round your age up to 100! Happy 50th birthday!

Come, ye cold winds, at January's call, On whistling wings, and with white flakes bestrew The earth.

I'll be 50 years old tomorrow and that means, among other things, that now Bob Dole can start telling jokes about me.

Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.

I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.

I've got everything I had 20 years ago, except now it's all lower.

Boston has two seasons: August and winter.

Let a slight snow come and cover the earth, and the tracks of men will show how little the woods and fields are frequented.

Today we're seeing that climate change is about more than a few unseasonably mild winters or hot summers. It's about the chain of natural catastrophes and devastating weather patterns that global warming is beginning to set off around the world.. the frequency and intensity of which are breaking records thousands of years old.

The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.

January brings the snow / Makes your feet and fingers glow / February's ice and sleet / Freeze the toes right off your feet / Welcome March with wintry wind / Would thou wer't not so unkind / April brings the sweet spring showers / On and on for hours and hours.

My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.

The British climate, although it is very wet, it is quite mild in winter. We don't get these severe - generally don't get severe winters.

What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o'er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?

Here today we huddle tight As the darkest heathens might The snow falls chilly on our skin The snow is forcing its way in. Hush, snow, come in with us to dwell: We were thrown out by Heaven as well.

The great renunciation of old age as it prepared for death, wraps itself up in its chrysalis, which may be observed at the end of lives that are at all prolonged, even in old lovers who have lived for one another, in old friends bound by the closest ties of mutual sympathy, who, after a certain year, cease to make the necessary journey or even to cross the street to see one another, cease to correspond, and know that they will communicate no more in this world.

And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.

The stiff rails were softened to swan's-down, and still fluttered down the snow.

One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.