"Do you hear the snow against the window-paynes Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow loves the trees and feilds, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says 'Go to sleep, darlings, 'till the summer come again.' And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty, They dress themselves all in green, and dance about whenever the wind blows"
- Through the Looking-glass
Do you hurt?
What hurts you the most?
