In winter there is no heat, no light, no noon, evening touches morning, there is fog, and mist,

the window is frosted, and you cannot see clearly.  The sky is but the mouth of a cave.  The whole day is the cave.  The sun has the appearance of a pauper.

Frightful season!  Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.

Victor Hugo – Les Miserables