55 Inspiring Snow Quotes

As winter approaches and snow begins to blanket the earth, there's something truly magical about the serene and transformative power of snow. Whether it’s the quiet, muffled sounds of a world covered in white or the playful, sparkling snowflakes dancing in the air, snow has an unmatched ability to inspire and captivate us. For centuries, writers, poets, and thinkers have celebrated this natural wonder, capturing its essence through a myriad of evocative quotes. In this collection of 55 inspiring snow quotes, you'll find words that evoke the beauty and tranquility of winter, reminding you of the simple yet profound joys of this frosty season. Whether you're a fan of cozying up by the fire with a hot drink or you thrive in the brisk air on a snowy adventure, these quotes are sure to resonate with your love for snow.

1. “With luck, it might even snow for us.” - Haruki Murakami

2. “The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.” - E.E. Cummings

3. “A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.” - Carl Reiner

4. “Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun.” - Janet Fitch

5. “It's very ugly' I said generously. 'But it looks as though it would laugh at snow. And, if you hit a deer it would hiccup, and keep going.” - Maggie Stiefvater

6. “Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It's late afternoon - the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window seat using the last light to write to you.” - Jean Webster

7. “This is an extra letter in the middle of the month because I'm rather lonely tonight. It's awfully stormy; the snow is beating against my tower. All the lights are out on the campus, but I drank black coffee and I can't go to sleep.I had a supper party this evening consisting of Sallie and Julia and Leonora Fenton - and sardines and toasted muffins and salad and fudge and coffee. Julia said she'd had a good time, but Sallie stayed to help wash the dishes.” - Jean Webster

8. “Small, red, and upright he waited,gripping his new bookbag tightin one hand and touching a lucky penny inside his coat pocket with the other,while the first snows of winterfloated down on his eyelashes and covered the branches around him and silencedall trace of the world.” - Anne Carson

9. “Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity” - Novala Takemoto

10. “On an impulse he went into the room and stood before the window, pushing aside the sheer curtain to watch the snow, now nearly eight inches high on the lampposts and the fences and the roofs. It was the sort of storm that rarely happened in Lexington, and the steady white flakes, the silence, filled him with a sense of excitement and peace. It was a moment when all the disparate shards of his life seemed to knit themselves together, every past sadness and disappointment, every anxious secret and uncertainty hidden now beneath the soft white layers. Tomorrow would be quiet, the world subdued and fragile, until the neighborhood children came out to break the stillness with their tracks and shouts and joy. He remembered such days from his own childhood in the mountains, rare moments of escape when he went into the woods, his breathing amplified and his voice somehow muffled by the heavy snow that bent branches low, drifted over paths. The world, for a few short hours, transformed.” - Kim Edwards

11. “She went to the window. A fine sheen of sugary frost covered everything in sight, and white smoke rose from chimneys in the valley below the resort town. The window opened to a rush of sharp early November air that would have the town in a flurry of activity, anticipating the tourists the colder weather always brought to the high mountains of North Carolina. She stuck her head out and took a deep breath. If she could eat the cold air, she would. She thought cold snaps were like cookies, like gingersnaps. In her mind they were made with white chocolate chunks and had a cool, brittle vanilla frosting. They melted like snow in her mouth, turning creamy and warm.” - Sarah Addison Allen

12. “Then came nightthat was like falling water.At times, for hours,a bird spirit,half buzzard, half swan,just above the rushesfrom which a snow-storm howls.” - Peter Huchel

13. “Walls have ears.Doors have eyes.Trees have voices.Beasts tell lies.Beware the rain.Beware the snow.Beware the manYou think you know.-Songs of Sapphique” - Catherine Fisher

14. “When I die, nieces, I want to be cremated, my ashes taken up in a bush plane and sprinkled onto the people in town below. Let them think my body is snowflakes, sticking in their hair and on their shoulders like dandruff.” - Joseph Boyden

15. “His cloak was his crowning glory; sable, thick and black and soft as sin.” - George R.R. Martin

16. “This is my first snow at Smith. It is like any other snow, but from a different window, and there lies the singular charm of it.” - Sylvia Plath

17. “Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person” - Sylvia Plath

18. “The day, a compunctious Sunday after a week of blizzards, had been part jewel, part mud. In the midst of my usual afternoon stroll through the small hilly town attached to the girls' college where I taught French literature, I had stopped to watch a family of brilliant icicles drip-dripping from the eaves of a frame house. So clear-cut were their pointed shadows on the white boards behind them that I was sure the shadows of the falling drops should be visible too. But they were not. ("The Vane Sisters")” - Vladimir Nabokov

19. “This twinned twinkle was delightful but not completely satisfying; or rather it only sharpened my appetite for other tidbits of light and shade, and I walked on in a state of raw awareness that seemed to transform the whole of my being into one big eyeball rolling in the world's socket.Through peacocked lashes I saw the dazzling diamond reflection of the low sun on the round back of a parked automobile. To all kinds of things a vivid pictorial sense had been restored by the sponge of the thaw. Water in overlapping festoons flowed down one sloping street and turned gracefully into another. With ever so slight a note of meretricious appeal, narrow passages between buildings revealed treasures of brick and purple. I remarked for the first time the humble fluting - last echoes of grooves on the shafts of columns - ornamenting a garbage can, and I also saw the rippling upon its lid - circles diverging from a fantastically ancient center. Erect, dark-headed shapes of dead snow (left by the blades of a bulldozer last Friday) were lined up like rudimentary penguins along the curbs, above the brilliant vibration of live gutters. I walked up, and I walked down, and I walked straight into a delicately dying sky, and finally the sequence of observed and observant things brought me, at my usual eating time, to a street so distant from my usual eating place that I decided to try a restaurant which stood on the fringe of the town. Night had fallen without sound or ceremony when I came out again. ("The Vane Sisters")” - Vladimir Nabokov

20. “Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places.” - L.M. Montgomery

21. “The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright.” - Maud Hart Lovelace

22. “It looks like something out of Whittier's "Snowbound,"' Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.” - Maud Hart Lovelace

23. “It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.” - Dylan Thomas

24. “A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be sleet and rain, but I don't think so; I think it is just going to go on and on, coming down, until the whole world...etc. It has that look.” - Edward Gorey

25. “With melted snow I boil fragrant tea.” - Mencius

26. “A wet autumn morning, a garbage truck clattering down the street. The first snowfall of the season, blossom sized flakes falling languidly and melting on the ground, a premature snow fall delicate as lace, rapidly melting.” - Joyce Carol Oates

27. “I drag the body out into the snowdrifts, as far away from our shack as I can muster. I put her in a thicket of trees, where the green seems to still have a voice in the branches, and try not to think about the beasts that’ll soon be gathering. There’s no way of burying her; the ground is a solid rock of ice beneath us. I kneel beside her and want desperately to weep. My throat tightens and my head aches. Everything hurts inside. But I have no way of releasing it. I’m locked up and hard as stone.“I’m sorry, Mamma,” I whisper to the shell in front of me. I take her hand. It could belong to a glass doll. There’s no life there anymore. So I gather rocks, one by one, and set them over her, trying my best to protect her from the birds, the beasts, keep her safe as much as I can now. I pile the dark stones gently on her stomach, her arms, and over her face, until she becomes one with the mountain. I stand and study my work, feeling like the rocks are on me instead, then I leave the body for the forest and ice.” - Rachel A. Marks

28. “The snow was endless, a heavy blanket on the outdoors; it had a way about it. A beauty. But I knew that, like many things, beauty could be deceiving.” - Cambria Hebert

29. “All Heaven and EarthFlowered white obliterate...Snow...unceasing snow” - Hashin

30. “I search his eyes for the slightest sign of anything, fear, remorse, anger. But there's only the same look of amusement that ended our last conversation. It's as if he's speaking the words again. "Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had agreed not to lie to each other."He's right. We did.The point of my arrow shifts upward. I release the string. And President Coin collapses over the side of the balcony and plunges to the ground. Dead.” - Suzanne Collins

31. “Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?” - John Banister Tabb

32. “The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.” - William Goldman

33. “So I started shoveling Bob's driveway, which is a strange thing to do at a New Years Eve Party” - Stephen Chbosky

34. “Sometimes there is no choice but to walk into your own house. Far away, you think, and you do not want to see. You come home and you say do not tell me. You say, I have hunted the elk all over the snowfields of the Selway, and I do not want to know what happened here. And then there is a morning you walk in and take a look in your own house, like any traveler.” - William Kittredge

35. “I don't really like driving in the snow. There's something about the motion of the falling snowflakes that hurts my eyes, throws my sense of balance all to hell. It's like tumbling into a field of stars.” - Neil Gaiman

36. “...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird...” - John Geddes

37. “Sniegam ir piecas pamatpazīmes.Tas ir balts.Tas sastindzina dabu un pasargā to.Tas nemitīgi pārvēršas.Tas ir slidens.Tas pārtop par ūdeni.Kad Juko par to ieminējās tēvam, viņš tajā saskatīja tikai negatīvo, it kā dēla dīvainā kaisle uz sniegu viņa acīs ziemas sezonu padarītu vēl biedējošāku.-Tas ir balts. Tātad neredzams un nav pelnījis būt redzams.Tas sastindzina dabu un pasargā to. Lepnais. Kas viņš tāds ir, lai apgalvotu, ka spēj sastindzināt pasauli?Tas nemitīgi pārvēršas. Tātad tas nav uzticams.Tas ir slidens. Kurš gan gūst baudu, paslīdot sniegā?Tas pārtop par ūdeni. Lai vairāk mūs appludinātu atkušņu laikā.Bet Juko savā sabiedrotajā saskatīja piecas citas īpašības, kas pilnībā apmierināja viņa māksliniecisko talantu.-Tas ir balts. Tātad sniegs ir dzeja. Neizsakāmas tīrības dzeja.Tas sastindzina dabu un pasargā to. Tātad sniegs ir glezna. Vissmalkākā ziemas glezna.Tas nemitīgi pārvēršas. Tātad sniegs ir kaligrāfija. Ir desmittūkstoš veidu, kā uzrakstīt vārdu sniegs.Tas ir slidens. Tātad sniegs ir deja. Uz sniega ikviens var sajusties kā virves dejotājs.Tas pārtop par ūdeni. Tātad sniegs ir mūzika. Pavasarī tas pārvērš upes un strautus baltu nošu simfonijās.-Sniegs Tev nozīmē to visu? - jautāja priesteris.-Vēl vairāk.” - Maxence Fermine

38. “The white noise from the old Walkman enveloped them both; like a blanket of new snow, it draped itself over them, shutting out all the curious looks.And the world under the blanket was - surprisingly, wonderfully - absolutely, quiet.” - Antonia Michaelis

39. “The dark, twisting clouds that had settled over Vendona’s streets seemed to open up and glide past the winking moon. The wind moaned slowly as it died while the trees began dancing with a melody only known to nature. The city became alive, and time raced forward as the sky warmed slightly. It was no longer snowing.” - Shannon A Thompson

40. “No, I'm from the South, remember? We get snow when we've done something to upset God, which we don't do very often.” - Autumn Jordon

41. “In January in Northern Russia, everything vanishes beneath a deep blanket of whiteness. Rivers, fields, trees, roads, and houses disappear, and the landscape becomes a white sea of mounds and hollows. On days when the sky is gray, it is hard to see where earth merges with air. On brilliant days when the sky is a rich blue, the sunlight is blinding, as if millions of diamonds were scattered on the snow, refracting light. In Catherine's time, the log roads of summer were covered with a smooth coating of snow and ice that enabled the sledges to glide smoothly at startling speeds; on some days, her procession covered a hundred miles.” - Robert K. Massie

42. “Snow is not a wolf in sheep's clothing - it is a tiger in lamb's clothing.” - Matthias Zdarsky

43. “There are winter evenings in Massachusetts when there is no wind and the crust on the snow seems to hold in the cold. And if the moon is three-quarters full, its light adds a kind of warmth to the surrounding earth.” - Kathleen Kent

44. “The blizzard seemed to be dying down, and it was now possible to enjoy the sight of the buildings and embankments and bridges smothered in the diamond-dusted whiteness. There's always something soothing in the snow, thought Gabriel, a promise of happiness and absolution, of a new start on a clean sheet. Snow redesigned the streets with hints of another architecture, even more magnificent, more fanciful than it already was, all spires and pinnacles on pale palaces of pearl and opal. All that New Venice should have been reappeared through its partial disappearance. It was as if the city were dreaming about itself and crystallizing both that dream and the ethereal unreality of it. He wallowed in the impression, badly needing it right now, knowing it would not last as he hobbled nearer to his destination.” - Jean-Christophe Valtat

45. “What?" she asked again.He pointed ahead of them. "See that?""What, the snow?""Beyond that.""More snow?""Stop looking at the snow.” - Derek Landy

46. “NEW HAIKUOne breathy vowelmists the glass warming windowpanes crystalled with snowRobin Glasser” - Robin Glasser

47. “But no one believes in that way what he reads in a novel...Oh yes they do. If only to see themselves as wise and superior and humanistic, they need to think of us as sweet and funny, and convince themselves that they sympathize with the way we are and even love us.” - Orhan Pamuk

48. “one day you stepped in snow, the next in mud, water soaked in your boots and froze them at night, it was the next worst thing to pure blizzardry, it was weather that wouldn't let you settle.” - E.L. Doctorow

49. “...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow...” - John Geddes

50. “...you are enchanted - only a princess can leave glass footprints in the snow...” - John Geddes

51. “She and Lisa always called that kind of snow heroic, because a person could do no wrong in it. Everyone skied like a hero in that kind of snow.” - Kaya McLaren

52. “Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder--no matter how old you became and how much you'd seen, things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.” - Candace Bushnell

53. “Never Forget Who You Are Beacause Its Like Forgetingg Water Is Wet,The Sun Is Bright,Snow Is Cold.Its Rudunent.” - Andrew Fukuda

54. “Spiders evidently as surprised by the weather as the rest of us: their webs were still everywhere - little silken laundry lines with perfect snowflakes hung out in rows to dry.” - Leslie Land

55. “I'm falling apart, one part after another. Falling down on the world like snow. Half of me is already on the ground, watching from below.” - Ashly Lorenzana