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“Could've come like a mighty storm. With all the strength of a hurricane. You could've come like a forest fire with the power of Heaven in Your flame. But You came like a winter snow, quiet and soft and slow. Falling from the sky in the night to the earth below.”

Earth Night Fall Heaven Fire Sky Quiet Winter Storm Snow Forests Flames Hurricanes Winter Snow Forest Fires

Author:Chris Tomlin

“All day the darkness and the cold Upon my heart have lain Like shadows on the winter sky Like frost upon the pane”

Heart Darkness Sky Cold My Heart Quiet Shadow Winter Frost

Book:The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier

Source: The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier

“So quiet and subtle is the beauty of December that escapes the notice of many people their whole lives through. Colour gives way to form: every branch distinct, in a delicate tracery against the sky. New vistas, obscured all Summer by leafage, now open up.”

People Way Giving Whole Form Sky Quiet Summer Whole Life Branches Colour Subtle Delicate December Vistas

Author:Flora Thompson

“He lowered the window, and looked out at the rising sun. There was a ridge of ploughed land, with a plough upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked; beyond, a quiet coppice-wood, in which many leaves of burning red and golden yellow still remained upon the trees. Though the earth was cold and wet, the sky was clear, and the sun rose bright, placid, and beautiful.”

Source: THE GREATEST DICKENS CLASSICS (Illustrated Edition): Oliver Twist, The Pickwick Papers, Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, Hard Times, David Copperfield, A Christmas Carol, Bleak House, Little Dorrit, Our Mutual Friend, The Life of Dickens

“On numerous visits to Manhattan, I have found myself poking around the city trying to find a moment of quiet and once located a hint of it in Central Park during a windless, late-night snowfall. There I stood absolutely still in the lemon glow of the city, a sky full of snow. The city still roared from all sides, a thousand noises compressed down to just one. I counted that distant, mild roar as quiet, a welcome relief from the more pressing noises of the daytime city.”

Trying Stills Moments Night Found Sides Cities Silence Sky Thousand Quiet Late Snow Noise Welcome Parks Just One Relief Hints Manhattan Lemons Daytime Late Night Central Park Snowfall

Author:Craig Childs

“It's nice, when fishing, to catch a fish. But it doesn't really matter if you don't. What you always catch is a quiet time sitting at the water's edge, or in a gently rocking boat, a silent time of water and sky and the movement of natural things.”

Ifs Matter Water Natural Nice Sky Movement Quiet Sitting Silent Edges Fishes Boat Fishing Natural Things Quiet Time

Book:Forgotten pleasures: a guide for the seasonal adventurer

Source: Forgotten pleasures: a guide for the seasonal adventurer

“Beautiful things like nature inspire me. Sunrise is my favorite time of the day. A sky full of stars can be very inspiring. Quiet moments where you're alone with yourself and the beauty, nature, and majesty that God has created. That is pretty inspiring.”

Moments Beautiful Stars Sky Inspire Quiet My Favorite Beautiful Things Sunrise Majesty Nature Beauty Very Inspiring Quiet Moments

Author:Brooke Burns

“To preserve the silence within--amid all the noise. To remain open and quiet, a moist humus in the fertile darkness where the rain falls and the grain ripens--no matter how many tramp across the parade ground in whirling dust under an arid sky.”

Matter Fall Silence Darkness Sky Quiet Rain Noise Dust Preserves Grain Parades Fertile Tramps

Author:Dag Hammarskjold

“Filled with rapture, his soul yearned for freedom, space, vastness. Over him the heavenly dome, full of quiet, shining stars, hung boundlessly. From the zenith to the horizon the still-dim Milky Way stretched its double strand. Night, fresh and quiet, almost unstirring, enveloped the earth. The white towers and golden domes of the church gleamed in the sapphire sky. The luxuriant autumn asleep till morning. The silence of the earth seemed to merge with the silence of the heavens and the mystery of the earth touched the mystery of the stars.”

Source: The Brothers Karamazov: A Novel in Four Parts With Epilogue

“Her face was working and twitching with passion, but his looked up at the sky, still quiet, neither angry nor afraid, but a little sad.”

Littles Stills Faces Passion Sky Quiet Angry Twitching

Book:The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

Source: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

“O how all things are far removed and long have passed away. I do believe the star, whose light my face reflects, is dead and has been so for many thousand years. I had a vision of a passing boat and heard some voices saying disquieting things. I heard a clock strike in some distant house... but in which house?... I long to quiet my anxious heart and stand beneath the sky's immensity. I long to pray... And one of all the stars must still exist. I do believe that I would know which one alone endured, and which like a white city stands at the ray's end shining in the heavens.”

“lucid and quiet his voice hovered above the listeners, like a light, like a starry sky.”

Light Voice Sky Quiet Listeners Starry Sky

Book:Siddhartha

Source: Siddhartha

“The road was frozen. The village lay quiet under the cold sky. Komako hitched up the skirt of her kimono and tucked it into her obi. The moon shone like a blade frozen in blue ice.”

Sky Cold Quiet Moon Blue Lays Ice Village Frozen Blades Skirts Kimonos

Book:Snow Country

Source: Snow Country

“I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.”

Earth Imagine Sky Wind Quiet Rounds Breathing Grass Bells Slumber Benign Moths Hares Fluttering Sleepers

Author:Emily Bronte

“When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud And goes down burning into the gulf below, No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud At what has happened. Birds, at least must know It is the change to darkness in the sky. Murmuring something quiet in her breast, One bird begins to close a faded eye; Or overtaken too far from his nest, Hurrying low above the grove, some waif Swoops just in time to his remembered tree. At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe! Now let the night be dark for all of me. Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future. Let what will be, be.”

Thinking Knows Eye Night Voice Dark Darkness Sun Happened Heard Tree Sky Cry Quiet Safe Lows Bird Clouds Burning Remembered Breasts Rays Nests Faded Grove Hurrying Murmuring

Book:Complete Poems of Robert Frost: 1949

Source: Complete Poems of Robert Frost: 1949

“They say that in the hour before an earthquake the clouds hang leaden in the sky, the winds slows to a hot breath, and the birds fall quiet in the trees of the town square. Yes but these are the same portents that precede lunchtime, frankly.”

Fall Hours Tree Sky Wind Quiet Bird Towns Hot Breaths Clouds Squares Earthquakes Lunchtime Portents

Book:Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold

Source: Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold

“Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed. The Milky Way streams silver through the night. I’m in no hurry; with lightning telegrams I have no cause to wake or trouble you. And, as they say, the incident is closed. Love’s boat has smashed against the daily grind. Now you and I are quits. Why bother then To balance mutual sorrows, pains, and hurts. Behold what quiet settles on the world. Night wraps the sky in tribute from the stars. In hours like these, one rises to address The ages, history, and all creation.”

Source: Klop, Stikhi, Poėmy

“Surely there is something in the unruffled calm of nature that overawes our little anxieties and doubts; the sight of the deep-blue sky and the clustering stars above seems to impart a quiet to the mind.”

Inspirational Mind Littles Seems Stars Fear Nature Inspiring Doubt Sky Quiet Anxiety Sight Blue Calm Impart Blue Sky

Author:Jonathan Edwards

“What are you looking at?" Jordan demanded finally, watching her. "A dragon." When he looked bewildered she lifted her arm and pointed to the sky in the southeast. "Right there—that cloud—what do you see when you look at it?" "A fat cloud." Alexandra rolled her eyes at him. "What else do you see?" He was quiet for a moment studying the sky. "Five more fat clouds and three thin ones.”

Looks Moments Eye Three Study Five Sky Arms Quiet Clouds Fats Dragons Her Eyes Jordan Bewildered

Book:Something Wonderful

Source: Something Wonderful

“My tears are like the quiet drift of petals from some magic rose; and all my grief flows from the rift of unremembered skies and snows. I think that if I touched the earth, it would crumble; it is so sad and beautiful, so tremulously like a dream.”

Ifs Thinking Dream Earth Beautiful Grief Magic Sky Tears Quiet Flow Rose Snow Touched Petals So Sad Rift

Author:Dylan Thomas

“It snowed all week. Wheels and footsteps moved soundlessly on the street, as if the business of living continued secretly behind a pale but impenetrable curtain. In the falling quiet there was no sky or earth, only snow lifting in the wind, frosting the window glass, chilling the rooms, deadening and hushing the city. At all hours it was necessary to keep a lamp lighted, and Mrs. Miller lost track of the days: Friday was no different from Saturday and on Sunday she went to the grocery: closed, of course.”

Source: Trilogy; an experiment in multimedia

“I should like to be the landscape which I am contemplating, I should like this sky, this quiet water to think themselves within me, that it might be I whom they express in flesh and bone, and I remain at a distance. But it is also by this distance that the sky and the water exist before me. My contemplation is an excruciation only because it is also a joy. I can not appropriate the snow field where i slide. It remains foreign, forbidden, but I take delight in this very effort toward an impossible possession. I experience it as a triumph, not as a defeat.”

Source: The Ethics of Ambiguity