Quotes About Winter

Winter is the time for study, you know, and the colder it is the more studious we are.

Goodness, Time's rude hand defies, And winter lives when beauty dies.

In the winter I was with Nelson Piquet. He was talking about his capacity to race faster. He said that he was still learning new things all the time.

Even if it's L.A. and it's warmer, we're not supposed to be revving up right now. I don't like everyone's energy around [winter] time of year.

I don't believe in eating junk and I protect my face all the time from the sun, even in the winter with base and makeup.

My galligaskins, that have long withstood The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts, By time subdued (what will not time subdue!), A horrid chasm disclosed.

The days were longer then (for time, like money, is measured by our needs), when summer afternoons were spacious, and the clock ticked slowly in the winter evenings.

Winter brings cold dry harsh weather and trees are without leaves.

Halloween isn't the only time for ghosts and ghost stories. In Victorian Britain, spooky winter's tales were part of the Christmas season, often told after dinner, over port or coffee.

Winter walks up and down the town swinging his censer, but no smoke or sweetness comes from it, only the sour, metallic frankness of salt and snow.

Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us, even in the leafless winter, even in the ashy city. I am thinking now of grief, and of getting past it from "Starlings in Winter

Do you think of them as decoration? Think again. Here are maples, flashing. And here are the oaks, holding on all winter to their dry leaves. And here are the pines, that will never fail, until death, the instructions to be green.

how the cold makes us dream!

The winter has been dreadfully severe, but the spring promises well.

Some weeks before this period I had procured a sledge and dogs, and thus traversed the snows with inconceivable speed.

It looks like something out of Whittier's Snowbound,' Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.

You probably don't like snow, right?' 'Oh, I like it,' Nate said. 'Snow makes it socially acceptable to stay in.

Slippers always seemed like kind of a nonsense item until she came to Ellingham and felt the bathroom floor on the first proper day of wintry weather. Once skin touched tile and part of her soul died, she knew what slippers were for.

Oh, I like it," Nate said. "Snow makes it socially acceptable to stay in.

Endless white ground below, and swirling flakes, and a lonely whistle of wind, and the shadow of houses.

Let it snow and snow and bury me. Very funny, Life.

Winter came and the city [Chicago] turned monochrome -- black trees against gray sky above white earth. Night now fell in midafternoon, especially when the snowstorms rolled in, boundless prairie storms that set the sky close to the ground, the city lights reflected against the clouds

Let it be told to the future world that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive, that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet it.

too much love like too much rain begets large and bloody pools of discontent. I see my winter marked in your eyes. Whoever told you I was perfection?'-exerpt from Valide