Quotes About Seasons

Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.

Trinkets' is based on a book, so sometimes to take one book and spread the story out so much doesn't really do the story justice. Everyone just decided that two seasons would be the perfect amount of time.

It is only the farmer who faithfully plants seeds in the Spring, who reaps a harvest in the Autumn.

I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far more cheerful to reckon the year by blossoms than by blight.

I like New York in the spring and in the fall. It's one of the best cities to walk that I've ever been in.

Spring and fall, those are very inspiring times of the year for me.

Spring and fall in New York are the best seasons here to get out and about. I like the little park in Dumbo between the Manhattan and Brooklyn bridge. I like Prospect Park.

I'm huge on spring and summer gardening. I'm really proud of my perennial beds. That's a passion of mine.

It's been five seasons now that I'm with Spurs, and I've got a little bit frustrated about Europe. We've got the talent to go further than we've done.

I can't stand comparisons to the past. It doesn't matter what we did in previous seasons.

A man has every season while a woman only has the right to spring.

A man thirty years old, I said to myself, should have his field of life all ploughed, and his planting well done; for after that it is summer time.

Labour is the human element which makes the fruitful seasons of the earth useful to men.

The sun shines different ways in summer and winter. We shine different ways in the seasons of our lives.

Autumn bowed to place a beautiful crown on the Queen of Morning, and her velvet robes sway merrily in the chilly breeze.

Follow the seasons. Follow your heart. Lead by example. Lead with love, alongside simplicity and courage, embracing duty, shunning fear.

Shedding late-summer tears for the end of cherry season. Patiently and hopefully waiting for pumpkin pie season.

The color of springtime is in the flowers; the color of winter is in the imagination.

If spring betrays the summer, would autumn never arrive?

If spring betrays summer, would autumn never arrive?

Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn.

Live for the roots Love the green Dance with the blossoms

From the beginning there were drums, beating out world rhythm—the booming, never-failing tide on the beach; the four seasons, gliding smoothly, one from the other; when the birds come, when they go, the bear hibernating for his winter sleep. Unfathomable the way, yet all in perfect time. Watch the heartbeat in your wrist—a precise pulsing beat of life's Drum—with loss of timing you are ill. —JIMALEE BURTON (HO-CHEE-NEE), CHEROKEE, 1974

Pachnie nam ?yznym latem, pachnie urodzajem. Wi?c gruszek pod stopami, a jab?ek pod d?oni? Wala si? pod dostatkiem; opodal si? k?oni? Ku ziemi ?liwy, owoc ci??arnej ga??zi. I wino z czteroletniej dobyto uwi?zi.