Winter is nature’s way of saying, “Up yours.”
Robert Byrne
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.
Andrew Wyeth
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.
Bill Watterson
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.
Ruth Stout
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.
Edith Sitwell
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 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.
Pietro Aretino
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.
John Burroughs
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.
Stanley Crawford
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood.
Bill Watterson
There are only two seasons — winter and Baseball.
Bill Veeck
Every mile is two in winter.
George Herbert
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
Victor Hugo
“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
For the unlearned, old age is winter; for the learned it is the season of the harvest.
When the bold branches
Bid farewell to rainbow leaves -
Welcome wool sweaters.
B. Cybrill
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
Anne Bradstreet
I was just thinking, if it is really religion with these nudist colonies, they sure must turn atheists in the wintertime.
Will Rogers
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn.
Marche Blumenberg
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.
Charles Kingsley
To shorten winter, borrow some money due in spring.
W.J. Vogel
O, wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly 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
Winter either bites with its teeth or lashes with its tail.
Proverb
The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination.
Ward Elliot Hour
Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories. – An Affair to Remember
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
William Blake
Of winter’s lifeless world each tree
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer’s secret
Deep down within its heart.
Charles G. Stater
One kind word can warm three winter months.
Japanese Proverb
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.
Plutarch, Moralia
In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer”
Albert Camus