Quotes About Seasons

The truth is, in winter, the earth rejects us.

The truth is that spiritual transformation takes place as we embrace the challenges and opportunities associated with each season of our life.

April splinters like an ice palace.

You have to have a license. But there are only certain seasons that you can kill that animal. But you don't need a license to kill a Negro and you can shoot one out of season—anytime—and you won't get any time.

According to Chinese medicine, each of our organs relates to a specific emotion—the liver relates to anger, the kidneys to fear, the lungs to sadness, and the spleen to worry—and there are specific types of cleanses for the different organs. Some experts recommend doing regular cleanses at the change of each season.

Stupidity is expecting figs in winter, or children in old age.

All that is in tune with thee, O Universe, is in tune with me! Nothing that is in due time for thee is too early or too late for me! All that thy seasons bring, O Nature, is fruit for me! All things come from thee, subsist in thee, go back to thee.

Wild geese fly south, creaking like anguished hinges; along the riverbank the candles of the sumacs burn dull red. It's the first week of October. Season of woolen garments taken out of mothballs; of nocturnal mists and dew and slippery front steps, and late-blooming slugs; of snapdragons having one last fling; of those frilly ornamental pink-and-purple cabbages that never used to exist, but are all over everywhere now.

I've forgotten about these things all winter, but here they are again, and when I see them I remember them, I know them, I greet them as if they are home.

I am thankful that in a troubled world no calamity can prevent the return of spring.

Count your summers, not your winters.

There is something in every season, in every day, to celebrate with thanksgiving.

But see, in our open clearings, how golden the melons lie; Enrich them with sweets and spices, and give us the pumpkin-pie!

I love Halloween, trick or treating and decorating the house. And I love Thanksgiving, because of the football and the fall weather. And of course, I love Christmas - that's my favorite of all!

So much of growing up is an unbearable waiting. A constant longing for another time. Another season.

Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.

The great thing about making cognac is that it teaches you above everything else to wait-man proposes, but time and God and the seasons have got to be on your side.

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

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

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

There is a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.

Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true, Primrose, first born child of Ver, Merry Spring-time's harbinger.

Cross Creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and the seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time.

In a way Winter is the real Spring - the time when the inner things happen, the resurgence of nature.