Seasons Quotes

Winter, a bad guest, sitteth with me at home; blue are my hands with his friendly handshaking

Friedrich Nietzsche

I believe in process. I believe in four seasons. I believe that winter's tough, but spring's coming. I believe that there's a growing season. And I think that you realize that in life, you grow. You get better.

Steve Southerland

But like of each thing that in season grows.

William Shakespeare

But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.

Stephen King

The seasons are what a symphony ought to be: four perfect movements in harmony with each other.

Arthur Rubinstein

April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory out of desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.Winter kept us warm, coveringEarth in a forgetful snow, feedingA little life with dried tubers.

TS (Thomas Stearns) Eliot, Waste

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.

TS (Thomas Stearns) Eliot

Every year, back come Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants.

Dorothy Parker

April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

Albert Camus

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower

Albert Camus

And you would accept the seasons of your heart just as you have always accepted that seasons pass over your fields and you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Kahlil Gibran

February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer.

Shirley Jackson, Raising Demons,

Indoors or out, no one relaxes in March, that month of wind and taxes, the wind will presently disappear, the taxes last us all the year.

Ogden Nash

One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the Spring.

Aldo Leopold

Youth is like spring, an over-praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.

Samuel Butler, The Way of All Fl

No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace,As I have seen in one autumnal face.

John Donne, Elegy 9, The Autumna

The year

Robert Browning

Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,Whether the summer clothe the general earthWith greenness, or the redbreast sit and singBetwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branchOf mossy apple tree.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Frost a

April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.

Christopher Morley, John Mistlet