Quotes About Seasons

Before the war and especially before the Boer War it was summer all the year round.

Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn.

When it is summer, enjoy it, but you must also prepare for winter.

Don't forget to enjoy the winter, but never give up hopes for the spring.

LOOK AT MY BLOOD FLOWERS, BECAUSE I WRITE WITH A SERENE SHARP BLADE THAT SOOTHES. AS MUCH AS CUTS INTO THE DEEPEST PARTS OF MY SOUL.

Some people feel the coolness of winter and complain. Some people endure, enjoy, and wait for spring.

Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?

Over the inter glaciers, I see the summer glow, And, through the wild-piled snowdrift, The warm rosebuds below.

Thabiso Monkoe, The Azanian

I will sow my seed. The sacred time will determine the harvest.

~Seasons of Life~When the sunburn I blind, When the sky showers I cover, When the wind blows I blanket, When the death calls I undergo, When would I experience the nature?

The earth turns, and the seasons, and for all his pride and power man cannot temper the winds or change their course. They are the unseen tides that shape our days and our years.

I was just thinking, if it is really religion with these nudist colonies, they sure must turn atheists in the wintertime.

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

The trees are Indian Princes, But soon they'll turn to Ghosts; The scanty pears and apples Hang russet on the bough; Its Autumn, Autumn, Autumn late, 'Twill soon be Winter now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And what will this poor Robin do? For pinching days are near.

Bare twigs in April enhance our pleasure; We know the good time is yet to come.... Bare twigs in Autumn are signs for sadness; We feel the good time is well-nigh past.

It is unseasonable and unwholesome in all months that have not an r in their name to eat an oyster.

Hearts with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To trouble the living stream.

Gardening imparts an organic perspective on the passage of time.

Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson, Yet our full-leaved willows are in the freshest green. Such a kindly autumn, so mercifully dealing With the growths of summer, I never yet have seen.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death.

Yisterday fair up sprang the flouris,This day thai are all slane with schouris;And fowles in forrest that sang cleirNow walkis with a drery cheir;Full caild are baith thair beddis and bouris.

There are seasons, in human affairs, of inward and outward revolution, when new depths seem to be broken up in the soul, when new wants are unfolded in multitudes, and a new and undefined good is thirsted for. These are periods when… to dare is the highest wisdom.

To have estate, health, or any other enjoyment upon waiting on God for the same, is mercy, but not to be compared with that blessing which seasons and sanctifies the heart to use them for God's glory.