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It is winter--the best time to dream of spring.
It seems like everything sleeps in winter, but it's really a time of renewal and reflection.
Winter is the night of vegetation.
I have always hated the emptiness that winter brings, the blank landscape and the stark difference between sky and ground, the way it transforms trees into skeletons and the city into a wasteland. Maybe this winter I can be persuaded otherwise.
Winter, then spring, summer, and soon autumn. All seasons are one, ice-cold, featureless, a hell of dreariness.
I prefer winter and fall, when you can feel the bone structure in the landscape
the lonliness of it
the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it
the whole story dosen't show.
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Wintertime for me is a time when I do a lot of my writing in the studio. It's a time I enjoy. And it's very reflective and a very calming time of the year. Throughout the year I gather a lot of musical inspirations, and this is where I bring them to the studio and see what will evolve musically.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
Cold. Winter's still got its teeth in us." "Thanks. I know it's
In spiritual things, this world is all wintertime so long as the Saviour is away.
You think winter will never end, and then, when you don't expect it, when you have almost forgotten it, warmth comes and a different light.
In November you begin to know how long the winter will be.
But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
In the winter you may want the summer; in the summer, you may want the autumn; in the autumn, you may want the winter; but only in the spring you dream and want no other season but the spring!
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.
When the snow is still blowing against the window-pane in January and February and the wild winds are howling without, what pleasure it is to plan for summer that is to be.
Dull winter will re-appear.
Write about winter in the summer.
February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer.
There seems to be so much more winter than we need this year.
When the winter comes, be very happy; because the spring comes only if the winter comes!
Winter is ruthless and sometimes sullen and murderous. The wild winter North has gulped ten thousand summers down nor left a froth of sunshine on its lips.
Winter and Summer
While it's summer people say
Winter is the better season.
Such is human reason.
Kamijima Onitsura
Winter is the reason for the spring; he who loves the spring must also love its reason!
But where are the snows of yester year?
I am a winter person, never happier than on a clear, frosty morning.
There is a season for everything under the sun - even when we can't see the sun.
Winter is going ,but who knows spring will come or not !
MIDWINTER IS THE DREARIEST of the year. Days are short, nights are long, and both are cold and wet with no immediate prospect of relief. Winter's Tail is what the old wives call it, dragging filth at winter's ass.
Spring, the snow must go; fall, the leaves can't stay.
Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths.
If winter were a person, I would kill them. I would go to jail for sunshine, birds singing and the smell of fresh cut grass hmm fresh cut grass.
I love winter. The bugs are dead, and the people are indoors.
January is the despairing heart of the Scottish winter
Winter makes us know the warmth of a fire.
The life of man is a winter way.
There will be winter, there will be cold, there will be snowstorms, but then there will be spring.. Agian..
I love the scent of winter. I love the scent of winter enough to suffer the cold for it.
It is a pleasure to a real lover of Nature to give winter all the glory he can, for summer will make its own way, and speak its own praises.
Through the chill of December the early winter moans ... but it's that January wind that rattles old bones.
Oh, how magical it will be to have winter come every year.
The magical way the wintertime warms you up is through its frozen beauties!
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
In the deep shivering winter, I can feel the joy of a dancing summer in my heart.
The warmth and sun-drenched days of late summer, had been replaced by the cold, darkness of November, where the crisp chill served as a precursor to a winter that would long overstay its welcome once the holidays had past.
He that is surprized with the first frost feeles it all the winter after.
Winter in the soul is by no means a comfortable season: but there is this comfort, namely, that the Lord makes it.
If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, This is Spring.
Here in the summer desert, winter found my blood
Grace grows best in winter.
It's always almost Autumn, down here at Rock Bottom.
If ever there was a season for constipation it was winter.
I love cold weather.
Every year winter comes and every year we're shocked when it snows and people forget to put on their snow tires and someone falls through the ice. No one knows the exact hour of winter, but it always comes somewhere round the same time.
Every Winter brings it's own Spring.
One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.
Winter in New England is merciless and cruel, a season that instills a particular melancholy in its residents and a hopelessness that is all but impossible to shake.
In your winter you deny your spring,
All seasons have something to offer
The winter does what it can for its children.
When winter comes, spring can't be far behind
I actually liked the disolation of winter; it was the season when it was okay to be unhappy. If I were to ever kill myself, I thought it would be in the summer.
Autumn, in his leafless bowers, is waiting for the winter's snow.
Summer is the time when it is too hot to do the job that it was too cold to do last winter.
When the winter comes, the summer shines infinitely in our hearts!
There is a winter ahead such as I think we cannot imagine, but remember that spring always follows.
It's not the winter that bothers me - it's the summers.
Love winter when the plant says nothing.
Winter. It made things visible. But
In reality, Little Ones, there are two winters. One made for kids; the other for adults. The one made for adults is always too cold and always too long. The one made for kids is always perfect. A kid winter is an endless and wild snow carnival where all the rides are free.
The winter was blasting its cold winds of dire portent into the tender face of springtime.
Winter is sitting; autumn is walking; summer is running, but the Spring is flying!
There's four seasons in the UK, spring, autumn, winter and winter.
Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts, that's your best season.
Winter changes the water of heaven and the heart of man into a stone.
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
in winter's watered-down light - just
Winter is much like unrequited love; cold and merciless.
The time will come when Winter will ask you what you were doing all Summer.
Up in the hills we say that autumn kisses you, but winter fucks you hard.
Many human beings say that they enjoy the winter, but what they really enjoy is feeling proof against it.
I hate winter. I've lived in Syracuse my whole life and I hate winter. It starts too early and ends too late. No one likes it.
In winter, I plot and plan. In spring, I move.
The thing one resents about winter is its inactivity; the perpetual sameness of ice-armored hills and snow-blanketed woods. Great things, of course, may be going on underneath; but nature wears a mask, is icily non-committal.
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
We loiter in winter while it is already spring.
December drops no weak, relenting tear, By our fond summer sympathies ensnared; Nor from the perfect circle of the year Can even winter's crystal gems be spared.
After winter, spring never forgets to come.
I am not warm. That is why my sister chose the name Winter for me.
Summer isn't a season, it's a feeling.
Winter makes me want to rage. You know how there's road rage? I feel like in New York or upstate New York, you're just like, 'Dammit,' because you're so cold.
There are two seasonal diversions that can ease the bite of any winter. One is the January thaw. The other is the seed catalogues.
January is here, with eyes that keenly glow,
A frost-mailed warrior
striding a shadowy steed of snow.
Winter. It made things visible.
Winter in Maine is a time of alternating rest and frenzied activity.
It's always winter but it's never Christmas.
It's so hard to think in winter. The world seems confined in the space of your heart; you can't see beyond yourself.
Autumn to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,
So rolls the changing year, and so we change; Motion so swift, we know not that we move.