Quotes About Seasons

Time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees.

Winter is not here yet. There's a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist. Will you clamber up and pluck it to show papa?

How spring can bring thee glory, yet, And summer win thee to forget

If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush the summer by, With half a smile and half a spurn, As housewives do a fly. If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls, And put them each in separate drawers, Until their time befalls.

These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.

This was in the white of the year, That was in the green, Drifts were as difficult then to think As daisies now to be seen. Looking back is best that is left, Or if it be before, Retrospection is prospect's half, Sometimes almost more.

There is a Zone whose even Years No Solstice interrupt - Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon Whose perfect Seasons wait -

When roses cease to bloom, dear

Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns

A snake is summer's treason

So I guess what I am trying to say is life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season -- or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all. Our choices. Our fleeting moments together.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season—or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all. Our choices. Our fleeting moments together.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season - or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all. Our choices. Our fleeting moments together.

So," Willy said, "why no spring?" "What? Oh! We just don't." "Everybody has spring," he said, like a religious man chiding her for saying there was no God. "The joke goes that we have two seasons: road repair and snow removal. Or is it snow repair and road removal?" To her surprise, he looked a little shocked. "Well," she amended quickly, "it's not always true. Sometimes they run out of money for snow removal.

The flowers anew, returning seasons bring but beauty faded has no second spring.

There are after all, and as Laura said, so many summers.

Time ripens the substance of a life as the seasons mellow and perfect its fruits. The best apples fall latest and keep longest.

No, no, no, no. Don't get carried away, man. One thaw is not the summer.

Witty people came out in autumn; beauties in July.

Time dissolves in summer anyway: days are long, weekends longer. Hours get all thin and watery when you are lost in the book you'd never otherwise have time to read. Senses are sharper - something about the moist air and bright light and fruit in season - and so memories stir and startle.

It takes having your golf peak four different times throughout the year. You have to like all four golf courses. You've got to be the best of that week for the four weeks.

In the initial stages of my journey, I was trying to travel too fast by horse by sticking to a 'five days on and two off' schedule. On the steppe, time is not measured by days, weeks or hours but the fall of the seasons and condition of the animals.

Each season was different and presented its own set of circumstances and challenges.

Baseball presents a living heritage, a game poised between the powerful undertow of seasons past and the hope of next day, next week, next year.