Quotes About Seasons

A Daughter of Eve... My garden-plot I have not kept; Faded and all-forsaken, I weep as I have never wept: Oh it was summer when I slept, It's winter now I waken.

Leaves fell around me, red and gold stars falling through the mist.

The thing about gardens is that everyone thinks they go on growing, that in winter they sleep and in spring they rise.

June was bread and nuts and berries.

In winter-time visions of Spring and Summer are conjured at will by poets...

The Summer-time will come again To kiss the brow of dying Spring, And, with the south wind's low refrain, A choral requiem will she sing.

The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in wealth and depth of tone, but never hustled.

The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.

The time will come when Winter will ask you what you were doing all Summer.

Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.

Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.

Winter came to an end, and spring arrived, in its fully glory. I remember looking at the blooming trees and flowers and thinking of how incongruous is the beauty of nature against the ugliness of man.

The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month. - from Fisherman's Luck

The first day of spring is one thing and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.

If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn they will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.

Well they lay down beside me I made my confession to them. They touched both my eyes And I touched the dew on their hem. When your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn, they will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.

Do not fear autumn, if it has come. Although the flower falls, the branch remains. The branch remains to make the nest.

A dream of springtide When the streets Are scattering Cherry blossoms. Tidings of autumn When the streets Are lined with lighted lanterns On both sides. Koji Ochi (seventeenth-century poet), inscribed on the Great Gate of

June ripened into July, then burst and withered and dried and became August.

Except it'll still be summer," Plum said. "Backward seasons.

A whole set of values comes with fast food: Everything should be fast, cheap and easy; there's always more where that came from; there are no seasons; you shouldn't be paid very much for preparing food. It's uniformity and a lack of connection.

Avoid the worst months for direct mail: March, May, and June; the best months are January, February, and October. The period January through March is best for business direct mail.

L'été est étincelant et bref. Il s'arrache au printemps en cinq jours, il s'épanouit en vingt, il se convulse en dix et c'est l'automne.

Thinking about time is to acknowledge two contradictory certainties: that our outward lives are governed by the seasons and the clock; that our inward lives are governed by something much less regular-an imaginative impulse cutting through the dictates of daily time, and leaving us free to ignore the boundaries of here and now and pass like lightning along the coil of pure time, that is, the circle of the universe and whatever it does or does not contain.