“In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter Long ago.” – Christina Rossetti.

“The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me.” – Ayn Rand.

“There is peace even in the storm.” – Vincent Van Gogh.

“There is something about winter, when frigid air vacuums bits of breath from the lungs, wind gusts pummel against the body to leave behind wind-burned cheeks, chapped noses and icy eyelashes, alongside trees creaks and groans and leaves rattle, that unearths childhood awe and excitement buried within adult hearts.” – Lisa Mackinder.

“Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder – that 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.