Metaphor
“…cold was an old man’s fingers feeling craftily through his clothes.” pg. 91
Personification
“if he slept, his fire slept with him.” pg. 92
Simile
“…and his skis had sunk a foot in the new snow, white and soft as flour.” pg. 91
Oxymoron
“The world was growing small, dying in the darkness of the sunlight.” pg. 98
Personification
“The tree, like a strong and lonely woman, called to his weary body to stop.” pg. 92