It's so fascinating to think about how each snowflake is completely individual - there are millions and millions of them, but each one is so unique.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?
Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
I am not a snowflake. I am not a sweet, infantilising symbol of fragility and life. I am a strong, fierce, flawed adult woman. I plan to remain that way, in life and in death.
The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.
You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
I think snow is so evocative and has such a powerful atmosphere.
There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.
No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.
You are not a special snowflake.