In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
In a way Winter is the real Spring - the time when the inner things happen, the resurgence of nature.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
"Hear! hear!" screamed the jay from a neighboring tree, where I had heard a tittering for some time, "winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel, if you know where to look for it."
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show.
Winter is the time of promise because there is so little to do - or because you can now and then permit yourself the luxury of thinking so.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
Time conquers all, and we must time obey.
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.
No one can look at a pine tree in winter without knowing that spring will come again in due time.
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