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"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, A Christmas Carol
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"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 G. Rossetti
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"Everyone realized that Computervision stock was the golden goose. But one grabbed the leg, another grabbed a wing, another got the neck, all pulling hard, and they realize now they could kill the goose if they keep this up." »Charles Foundyller of Daratech, from 8/14/92 Wall St Journal
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"Why do you lead me a wild-goose chase" »Miguel de Cervantes
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"Listen to all, plucking a feather from every passing goose, but, follow no one absolutely." »Chinese Proverb
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"Thinking to get at once all the gold the goose could give, he killed it and opened it only to find - nothing." »Aesop
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"The great political tugs of the past 35 years have concerned the distribution of the golden eggs. In the 1980's and 1990's we must focus on the health of the goose." »Paul Tsongas
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"The art of taxation consists in so plucking the goose as to obtain the largest possible amount of feathers with the smallest amount of hissing." »Jean Baptiste Colbert
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"Canada: A few acres of snow." »Voltaire
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"I used to be snow White -- but I drifted." »Mae West
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"An actor is a sculptor who carves in snow." »Edwin Booth
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"When you live in Texas, every single time you see snow it's magical." »Pamela Ribon, Why Girls Are Weird, 2003
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"A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water." »Carl Reiner
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"When you live in Texas, every single time you see snow its magical." »Pamela Ribon
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"Let every man sweep the snow from before his own doors, and not busy himself about the frost on his neighbour?s tiles." »Chinese
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"The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches." »e e cummings
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"Courage is not the towering oak That sees storms come and go It is the fragile blossom That opens in the snow." »Alice Mackenzie Swaim
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"Not snow, no, nor rain, nor heat, nor night keeps them from accomplishing their appointed courses with all speed." »Herodotus
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"Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind." »Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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"Advice is like snow the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind." »Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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"Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into, the mind." »Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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"We believe it's the biggest advance in animation since Walt Disney started it all with the release of snow White 50 years ago." »Steve Jobs
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"Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh, Through the white and drifted snow." »Lydia Maria Child
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"Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds." »Herodotus
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"Skiing consists of wearing 3,000 worth of clothes and equipment and driving 200 miles in the snow in order to stand around at a bar and drink." »P. J. O'Rourke
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"If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, "This is Spring."" »Christopher Pearce Cranch, A Spring Growl
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"If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, This is Spring." »Christopher Pearce Cranch
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"Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow." »Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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"Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow." »Robert Frost
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"Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go." »William Shakespeare
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