In the coldest February, as in every other month in every other year, the best thing to hold on to in this world is each other.
Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look at what they can do when they stick together.
The problem with winter sports is that — follow me closely here — they generally take place in winter.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.