Winter(Related Subjects: Spring, Summer, Autumn)

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. Albert Camus (1913 - 1960) If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. Anne Bradstreet (1612 - 1672), 'Meditations Divine and Moral,' 1655 Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me. Anne Morrow Lindbergh 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. Charles Kingsley (1819 - 1875), Saint's Tragedy (act III, sc. 1) In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), A Christmas Carol There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons-- That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes-- Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), No. 258 Every mile is two in winter. George Herbert (1593 - 1633), Jacula Prudentum One kind word can warm three winter months. Japanese proverb The tendinous part of the mind, so to speak, is more developed in winter; the fleshy, in summer. I should say winter had given the bone and sinew to literature, summer the tissues and the blood. John Burroughs (1837 - 1921), The Snow-Walkers When you live in Texas, every single time you see snow it’s magical. Pamela Ribon, Why Girls Are Weird, 2003 Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. Victor Hugo (1802 - 1885) Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. Willa Cather (1873 - 1947), My Antonia And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters of that country know them to be sharp and violent, and subject to cruel and fierce storms. William Bradford (1590 - 1657), Of Plymouth Plantation O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know. William Cowper (1731 - 1800), Task (bk. IV, l. 120) Blow, blow, thou winter windThou art not so unkind,As man's ingratitude. William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)