Winter Quotes

Winter in #‎ Maine is a time of alternating rest and frenzied activity.

Maine's long and cold winters may help keep our State's population low, but our harsh climate also accounts for what is unique and valuable about our land and our people

I'm a winter girl. I like coming out when things are desolate and everybody's ready to slit their wrists.

June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.

Men who fight wars in winter don't live till spring.

In the winter I separate, in the summer I marry. It's been 15 years since I've been getting married every year.

It is the sea that whitens the roof. The sea drifts through the winter air. It is the sea that the north wind makes. The sea is in the falling snow.

Day after day, throughout the winter, We hardened ourselves to live by bluest reason In a world of wind and frost.

The winter is made and you have to bear it, The winter web, the winter woven, wind and wind, For all the thoughts of summer that go with it In the mind, pupa of straw, moppet of rags.

One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow

Cold is our element and winter's air Brings voices as of lions coming down.

Prosperity this Winter is going to be enjoyed by everybody that is fortunate enough to get into the poor farm.

But I will wear white - the whitest white! - purest most pristine white! - through the dark terrible days of winter - as no man of our time will ever dare.

The pale, cold light of the winter sunset did not beautify - it was like the light of truth itself.

In a few hours one could cover that incalculable distance; from the winter country and homely neighbours, to the city where the air trembled like a tuning-fork with unimaginable possibilities.

Winter is ruthless and sometimes sullen and murderous. The wild winter North has gulped ten thousand summers down nor left a froth of sunshine on its lips.

Winter is not an end. It is in transit. It is headed to bankruptcy. The sheriff will sell its stock for what he can get and an ice man will be the only bidder at the sale.

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

Into the winter's gray delight, Into the summer's golden dream, Holy and high and impartial, Death, the mother of Life, Mingles all men for ever.

Every day, I walk with my dog - summer, winter (it gets -20 F in Saint Paul), rain or shine. The nicer the day, of course, the longer the walk.

Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.

Thou knowest, winter tames man, woman, and beast.

A sad tale's best for winter. I have one of sprites and goblins.

Watch the sun until it comes into your body and stays as a tiny sun. It will keep your face shining even in the coldest of winter.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

It was a curious day, slashed abruptly with fleeting, familiar impressions.

Money does not change the sickness, only the symptoms.

A sad tale's best for winter: I have one of sprites and goblins.

I do love her, and that’s odd because she is everything I detest in anyone else.

I have drunk, and seen the spider."(Leontine, Act II Scene I)

Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours.

Dark nights are unpleasant, " "Yes, for strangers to travel, ""The clouds are heavy.""Yes, a storm is approaching.

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.

The hard soil and four months of snow make the inhabitants of the northern temperate zone wiser and abler than his fellow who enjoys the fixed smile of the tropics.

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.

If Winter comes can Spring be far behind?

England is like the margin of a spring-run: near its source, always green, always cool, always moist, comparatively free from frost in winter and from drought in summer.

Winter is nature's way of saying, 'Up yours.'

A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.

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

In your hands winteris a book with cloud pagesthat snow pearls of love.

Hello winter! My heart is warm and ready to enjoy your cool loving touch of beauty and splendor.

In the deep shivering winter, I can feel the joy of a dancing summer in my heart.

The sound we hear when it snows is the soft song of the white beauty!

To enjoy and appreciate the beauty of a dazzling spring, I save winter in my warm heart.

It is deep winter with shivering cold air, but my heart is dancing with joy and spring flowers.

A single poemis worth a hundredcozy winter nightskind wordsand healed wounds.

Eyes so young, so full of pain ... Two lonely drops of winter rain ... And no tear could these eyes sustain ... For too much had they seen.

He hissed and rocked his hips into her. “You like to bite?”“I’m a cat, aren’t I?

The warmth of my love will transform winter into spring and adorn you with floral blooms of my heart.