“It reminded me of what Dad said after every snail’s crawl home fromAlbany when snow hit.“It’s New York, people. It’s winter. We get snow. If you aren’t preparedto deal with it, move to Miami.”

“If you want. It’s not really your kind of thing,” Perry said. “It’s a snow globe. You know, a big old house and lots of Vermont snow. I thought it might remind you of me.”“I don’t need a snow globe to remind me of you,” Nick said, which was probably the most romantic thing he had ever heard himself say. It made him blush.”

“Some part of me remembers what snow is, but this is the first time my new mind has seen it. It softens the crumbled sidewalks and turns rusty rooftops white. It’s beautiful. It crunches under my feet as I move toward the house, longing to understand.”

“The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.”

“When we feel weak, all we have to do is wait a little while. The spring returns and the winter snows melt and fill us with new energy.”

“Snow reminds Ka of God! But I’m not sure it would be accurate. What brings me close to God is the silence of snow.”