Winter Quotes

I get up very early in the morning. I enjoy the quietness, the stillness, the rawness in the winter and fall. It's a special time.

The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways.

People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.

Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing, And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.

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.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

We need society, and we need solitude also, as we need summer and winter, day and night, exercise and rest.

When that white driver stepped back toward us, when he waved his hand and ordered us up and out of our seats, I felt a determination cover my body like a quilt on a winter night.

All this time I lived with my parents, and wrought on the plantation; and having had schooling pretty well for a planter, I used to improve myself in winter evenings, and other leisure times.

There are two seasons in Scotland: June and Winter.

Pitch-black winter nights live in my bones.

Rarity gives a charm; so early fruits and winter roses are the most prized; and coyness sets off an extravagant mistress, while the door always open tempts no suitor.

I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.

I love the scents of winter! For me, it's all about the feeling you get when you smell pumpkin spice, cinnamon, nutmeg, gingerbread and spruce.

One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.

After years of begging, I got my parents to get me a little Craig tape recorder, a reel to reel. Then I started recording voices, or recording Jonathan Winters off television and stuff like that.

She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.

The dandelion's pallid tube Astonishes the grass, And winter instantly becomes An infinite alas.

Where, twisted round the barren oak, The summer vine in beauty clung, And summer winds the stillness broke, The crystal icicle is hung.

Lighting one candle from another - Winter night

There are only two seasons - winter and Baseball.

And seemingly as winter has become spring, confusion has become insight.

The heart can get really cold if all you've known is winter.

I don’t know of a better argument in favor of farming with horses than trying to start an old tractor in the winter time.

Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.

From dawn to dusk, winter to spring, summer & autumn; the contrasts of nature refresh the mind & renew our sense of balance

October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.

Winter blues are cured every time with a potato gratin paired with a roast chicken.

There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.

The time will come when winter will ask what you were doing all summer.

In the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold.

Whether it's cushions you only use outside in the summer, or blankets that only come out in the winter, you've always got to think of where to store them.

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.

One need never be dull as long as one has friends to help, gardens to enjoy and books in the long winter evenings.

Humility is a strange flower; it grows best in winter weather, and under storms of affliction.

Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.

Through the chill of December the early winter moans... but it's that January wind that rattles old bones.

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.

Swans in the winter air A white perfection have

Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood.

Today...the bluebirds, old and young, have revisited their box, as if they would fain repeat the summer without intervention of winter, if Nature would let them.

We all get the same amount of ice. The rich get it in the summer. The poor get it in the winter.

There's rosemary and rue. These keep Seeming and savor all the winter long. Grace and remembrance be to you.

For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter.

December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory.

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.

Usually the thing that signifies that I'm done with the winter and all that is that I start skateboarding.