I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.
Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours."
There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself.
One of my current pet theories is that the winter is a kind of evangelist, more subtle than Billy Graham, of course, but of the same stuff.
~Shirley Ann Grau
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
The tendinous part of the mind, so to speak, is more developed in winter; the fleshy, in summer. I should say winter had given the bone and sinew to literature, summer the tissues and the blood.
Winter is the time of promise because there is so little to do - or because you can now and then permit yourself the luxury of thinking so.
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.
Every mile is two in winter.
"Hear! hear!" screamed the jay from a neighboring tree, where I had heard a tittering for some time, "winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel, if you know where to look for it."
~Henry David Thoreau, 28 November 1858 journal entry
When the bold branchesBid farewell to rainbow leaves -Welcome wool sweaters.
I was just thinking, if it is really religion with these nudist colonies, they sure must turn atheists in the wintertime.
Every winter,When the great sun has turned his face away,The earth goes down into a vale of grief,And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
To shorten winter, borrow some money due in spring.
O, wind,If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
~Percy Bysshe Shelley
Winter came down to our home one nightQuietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,And we, we were children once again.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic's Notebook, 1966
Winter either bites with its teeth or lashes with its tail.
The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination.
Brew me a cup for a winter's night.For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;Spice it with love and stir it with care,And I'll toast our bright eyes,my sweetheart fair.
~Minna Thomas Antrim
Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.
~From the movie An Affair to Remember
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Of winter's lifeless world each treeNow seems a perfect part;Yet each one holds summer's secretDeep down within its heart.
~Charles G. Stater
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
Winter is the season in which people try to keep the house as warm as it was in the summer, when they complained about the heat.
One kind word can warm three winter months.
Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.
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