You are not a beautiful unique snowflake... This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
Nature is full of genius full of the divinity so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
Forests lakes and rivers clouds and winds stars and flowers stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence leaves its impress upon the soul of man.
Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.