Top 100 Quotes About To Winter
#1. And as fall turned to winter, the Darlington peach trees started dropping their leaves again, gently, like they were letting them go. It wasnt the same as giving them up. It wasnt the same as losing them.
Jodi Lynn Anderson
#2. Jacin. The name brought sunshine and blood and kisses and growls rising to Winter's skin.
Marissa Meyer
#3. Let us say goodbye to winter to welcome the beauty of spring.
Debasish Mridha
#4. Autumn to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,
So rolls the changing year, and so we change; Motion so swift, we know not that we move.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
#5. These tracks give to winter hill walking a distinctive pleasure. One is companioned, though not in time.
Nan Shepherd
#6. So fair, so cold; like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter's chill.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#7. Officially it was almost spring but someone had forgotten to pass the news on to winter.
Robert Harris
#8. You don't know anything, Meira, and I'm sorry if this...is hard for you to accept, but it will happen. You wanted to matter to Winter? This is how Winter needs you.
Sara Raasch
#9. Keeping track of your kids' clothing needs can be difficult. Annette compiles a list of needed clothes (dress, play, underwear, and outerwear) twice yearly - when she switches the kids' wardrobes from summer to winter
Steve Economides
#10. Lenah?"
"Yeah?" I replied.
"Will you go to winter prom with me?"
"Of course," I whispered, sure I would fall asleep in moments. "Justin?"
"Mm-Hmm?" he said, moments from sleep himself.
"What's a prom?
Rebecca Maizel
#11. Leave it to Winter to make a bunch of sadistic, hot-headed predators get all swoony over her.
Marissa Meyer
#12. My go-to winter recipe is beef and butternut squash stew, cooked in the slow oven all day.
Jojo Moyes
#13. The spring, summer, is quite a hectic time for people in their lives, but then it comes to autumn, and to winter, and you can't but help think back to the year that was, and then hopefully looking forward to the year that is approaching.
Enya
#15. Autumn in my garden is when trees give their tickertape welcome to winter.
Densey Clyne
#16. Come, fill the Cup, in the fire of Spring
Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter--and the Bird is on the Wing
Omar Khayyam
#17. Here I sit, sober and perhaps even lucid, on the sort of winter's day that makes you realize a New Year is just around the corner and you've got very little to show for it, but if you are going to get anything done on this planet, you better pick it up with both hands and DO IT YOURSELF.
Peter Laughner
#18. Her soul was as cold as the air that bit through London in winter, her grief a shadow to the vengeance ...
Michelle Zink
#19. It was a black and white day of frost, which crawled along the dark trees and outlined twig and branch. The air was misty, and distant objects assumed a mysterious importance. Slight sounds, too, suggested infinite activities to the mind.
("A Tribute Of Souls")
Robert S. Hichens
#20. The cold seemed less relentless now. The small circle of white light from my bedside lamp and its hint of the dawn to come seemed to drive the worst of the chill away and the hot tea did the rest, as I lay and read further into the life of the young woman in the bravado coat.
Jane Lovering
#21. Summers are the best. And I figured summer was my best time for meeting someone, too, because in the summer people are looking for someone to snuggle up with for the winter. And because in the summer I could take off my shirt.
Andrew Tobias
#22. In the sheltered heart of the clumps last year's foliage still clings to the lower branches, tatters of orange that mutter with the passage of the wind, the talk of old women warning the green generation of what they, too, must come to when the sap runs back.
Jacquetta Hawkes
#23. When you tell the children tales of the Baba Yaga on a cold winter's night, you might remember to mention that whether or not the witch is wicked often depends on who is telling the story.
Deborah Blake
#24. Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.
E.P. Roe
#25. In winter I go skiing on Saturdays and Sundays when the slopes are quieter due to changeover day for tourists, and in summer I hike up into the mountains at sunset, just as the village is settling down to dinner.
Vanessa Mae
#26. Assuming normal winter weather, we currently anticipate the coal markets to remain difficult through 2015; while we always strive to operate a full capacity in this environment, it may be necessary to delay our production growth to match the market.
Joe Craft
#27. This peppermint winter is so sugar sweet
I don't need to taste to believe
What's December without Christmas Eve.
Owl City
#28. It takes a fictionalized or invented excursion to buy a pencil in the winter dusk of London as an excuse to explore darkness, wandering, invention, the annihilation of identity, the enormous adventure that transpires in the mind while the body travels a quotidian course.
Rebecca Solnit
#29. Jaenelle leaned over the narrow window seat, gulping in the winter air. "It hurts so much to live here, Daemon," she whimpered as he cradled her in his arms. "Sometimes it hurts so much."
"Shh." He stroked her hair. "Shh.
Anne Bishop
#30. No, it's just like when you're dead and you try to remember being alive, it'll be like thinking of winter on the hottest day of the year. You'll know it's true, but you won't really believe it.
Tom Perrotta
#31. I stood at the end of the street, catching snow in my mouth, and laughed softly to myself as I realized that without my insomnia and anxiety and pain I'd never have been awake to see the city that never sleeps asleep and blanketed up for winter. I smiled and felt silly, but in the best possible way.
Jenny Lawson
#32. Every Autumn now my thoughts return to snow. Snow is something I identify myself with. Like my father, I am a snow person.
Charlie English
#33. A year in Vermont, according to an old saw, is nine months of winter followed by three months of very poor sledding.
Bill Bryson
#34. I haven't used my glamour since I was twelve years old," she whispered, gaze piercing as if it were very important to her that Scarlet understand this. "Not since I was old enough to control it. That's why the visions come to me. That's why I'm going mad.
Marissa Meyer
#35. Isn't it true that a pleasant house makes winter more poetic, and doesn't winter add to the poetry of a house?
Charles Baudelaire
#36. I am your guard. I'm here to protect you and keep you out of trouble, and that's it.
Marissa Meyer
#37. A tree can be tempted out of its winter dormancy by a few hours of southerly sun - the readiness to believe in spring is stronger than sleep or sanity.
Amy Leach
#38. What is it about winter that causes people to drive as if their hands are feet?
Margaret Atwood
#39. Fall colors are funny. They're so bright and intense and beautiful. It's like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary.
Siobhan Vivian
#40. I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
Pablo Neruda
#41. She is holding on tight to this talk of flowers, as I did before, when I was afraid and alone. If you sing and speak of blooms and petals that come back after a long time of being winter-still, you don't have to think about things that don't.
Ally Condie
#42. I'm working seven days a week in the fall. I couldn't possibly keep that up. This is only for the fall. In the last couple of years I've tended to do most of my serious writing in the winter, when there's nothing going on with football.
Gregg Easterbrook
#43. His skin like grey bark, his eyes pale as a winter pool, time and age had worn my father to the bone. In our youth, he'd been a strict master lording over my lessons while tender with the flower of his heart, my sister Anabine. Ana, the lovely, blooming jewel. Zyndel, she of clever wit.
Jamie Wyman
#44. She was in person full-limbed and somewhat heavy; without ruddiness, as without pallor; and soft to the touch as a cloud. To see her hair was to fancy that a whole winter did not contain darkness enough to form its shadow: it closed over her forehead like nightfall extinguishing the western glow.
Thomas Hardy
#45. But enough of the drama.
Winter has turned to spring.
And I am feeling good.
Keshni Kashyap
#46. The time will come when every change shall cease,
This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace:
No summer then shall glow, not winter freeze;
Nothing shall be to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal now shall ever last.
Petrarch
#47. My door was open part of the time, and part of the time I tried to get a nap and their voices annoyed me, and I closed it. I kept it open in summer more or less, and closed in winter.
Lizzie Andrew Borden
#48. In the spring or warmer weather when the snow thaws in the woods the tracks of winter reappear on slender pedestals and the snow reveals in palimpsest old buried wanderings, struggles, scenes of death. Tales of winter brought to light again like time turned back upon itself.
Cormac McCarthy
#49. Waking in the morning, I had to remember grief all over again. It was sunny, a white winter sun, and that made me sad.
Olivia Sudjic
#50. Once winter sets in I must have the sun and warmth. I need to be in the sun - I'm a true island baby.
Narciso Rodriguez
#51. The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
Jack London
#52. One dark night I spilled my secrets to him, on a road thick with summer heat. I was the girl who tried to steal his money then. Now, winter looms, and I'm the girl who stole his life.
Victoria Aveyard
#53. ...the atmosphere after a March storm is always dour and pessimistic; we get them every year (and two or three in April for good measure, if we're not lucky), but we never seem to expect them. Every time we get clouted we take it personally.
Stephen King
#54. Where's my bed?!" Dairine shrieked.
"It's on Pluto," Nita said. "On the winter side, somewhere nice and dark and quiet, where you won't find it if you look all day-which you're not going to have time to do, becaus you'll be in school.
Diane Duane
#55. I could either wait it out or pack my bags, but I could't force a confrontation with a man who refused to be confronted. So I did what a lot of women do: I kept my head in the sand. And I waited for winter to be over.
Christina Bartolomeo
#56. In summer winter rain or sun, it's good to be on horseback.
Mike Oldfield
#57. ... People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.
Kathleen Winter
#58. Way for new, winter taking away the remnants of the old to clear room for the young growth. Life, in other words, in all its fierce beauty and stark routine. All things went to the soil eventually. It was the way of life.
Diana Palmer
#59. There was something compelling about a man who refused to wear pants in winter.
Kai Strand
#60. She didn't mean to be sexy that moment, but even a winter nightgown couldn't hide that lovely outline. When will I outgrow my simple-minded fascination with the form she had happened to choose for her body? Never, I thought
Richard Bach
#62. Day after day, throughout the winter,
We hardened ourselves to live by bluest reason
In a world of wind and frost ...
Wallace Stevens
#63. She could smell the sea in the air, but more than that, she could smell the scent of the grass as it awoke from its winter slumber. She could hear the sound of crickets as they sang to the emerging stars. It was springtime on the North Island. It was springtime for the world.
Diana Peterfreund
#64. Of course I'll hurt you. Of course you'll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#65. Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people's legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.
Sarah Addison Allen
#66. He's flying through Norway. Notice the fjords I created with hundreds of individually cut-out gray mosaic pieces? It's daylight there in the winter, it would be untruthful to have the night sky be so dark.
Felicia Day
#67. Every year winter comes and every year we're shocked when it snows and people forget to put on their snow tires and someone falls through the ice. No one knows the exact hour of winter, but it always comes somewhere round the same time.
Andre Alexis
#68. Ogres were wyldfae
they could work for either Winter or Summer, and they could have a range of personalities and temperaments running the gamut from jovially violent to maliciously violent.
Jim Butcher
#69. People recognize me wherever I go, where it used to be just New York. I guess people who aren't even baseball fans watch the World Series. I was driving down the freeway in Los Angeles over the winter and a guy pulled up next to me and gave me the finger.
Graig Nettles
#70. We're supposed to love flowers, yet we rip them from their homes, and give them to people who don't love us.
-Toril Withers (Dark Winter).
John Hennessy
#71. Freeze, freeze in the winter, if you really want to appreciate the summer! Walk, walk at the edge of the precipices, if you rightly want to learn the meaning of the safety! Switch the lights off, if you want to see the amazing beauty of the light!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#72. The snow came up to the top of Georgie's calves - she had to lift her feet high to make any progress. Her ears and eyelids were freezing ... God, she'd never even been able to imagine this much cold before. How could people live someplace that so obviously didn't want them?
Rainbow Rowell
#73. For Ann, aged two in 1903, a year was half a lifetime. She did not expect the second winter, and then, when it came, vaguely assumed it was eternal, until spring came, and summer came, and she understood that they had come "again" and began to learn to expect.
A.S. Byatt
#74. Civilization is perhaps approaching one of those long winters that overtake it from time to time. Romantic Christendom - picturesque, passionate, unhappy episode - may be coming to an end. Such a catastrophe would be no reason for despair.
George Santayana
#75. I wanted to turn everything off, too. Just press a button - click - and shut myself down. Turn off my heart, turn off my mind, turn off my body - just lie there, senseless, like a dormant tree in winter, waiting for the spring to return.
Kevin Brooks
#76. I love to go to the places where things happen. I like to walk the walk and see how the light falls and what winter feels like.
David McCullough
#77. I think he just gets like this sometimes. Like he needs to pull away. I think of it like winter. During winter, it isn't that the sun is gone (or cheating on you with another planet). You can still see it in the sky. It's just farther away.
Rainbow Rowell
#78. An artist need not be a minister or a collector in church, but he must have a warm heart for people, and I find it a noble thing that, for example, no winter passed without The Graphic doing something to keep alive sympathy for the poor.
Vincent Van Gogh
#79. It's not unusual for people to like Florida in the winter. I'm not a great tourist. I like coming down to work.
Israel Horovitz
#80. He also said to tell you that Wolf misses you very much.
Marissa Meyer
#81. Winter, spring and summer did not accommodate themselves to one's mood as autumn did. They lacked its gentleness.
Elizabeth Goudge
#82. When we focus on people and life instead of material possessions and mere wants, there's not much room for emotional hand-wringing. Instead, there's more space to weigh what we value in our lives and to acknowledge what really counts. Chapter 9 Simplicity Laura Ingalls in The Long Winter
Erin Blakemore
#83. I gave myself up to my thoughts - what else could I do! Of course, this was the very worst thing for my head, but I still do not see how I could have avoided it. This winter my programme will be to recover from myself, to rest myself away from my thoughts - for years I have not had this experience.
Friedrich Nietzsche
#84. Winter came to an end, and spring arrived, in its fully glory. I remember looking at the blooming trees and flowers and thinking of how incongruous is the beauty of nature against the ugliness of man.
Henry Orenstein
#85. She thanked God that life was not always winter, that spring always came at last to chase away the cold and heaviness, and to release one to warmth and movement again.
Janette Oke
#86. I didn't want to fight with him. And yet I could not promise him what I most wanted to give - my love, the promise that I would stay with him in the Winter Court, that I would throw caution aside and be with him.
Kailin Gow
#87. But you can't plead with autumn. No. The midnight wind stalked through the woods, hooted to frighten you, swept everything away for the approaching winter, whirled the leaves. ("The North")
Yevgeny Zamyatin
#88. It was like diving into winter waves. "I can't," I told him.
"Why not?"
"Because I need to find out who I am by myself before I can be with anyone else.
Louise Hawes
#89. Dreams, and predictions of astrology ... ought to serve but for winter talk by the fireside.
Francis Bacon
#90. Fear no more the heat o' the sun
Nor the furious winter's rages,
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;
Golden lads and girls all must
As chimney sweepers come to dust
Pierce Brown
#91. You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler.
Italo Calvino
#92. It reminded me of what Dad said after every snail's crawl home from
Albany when snow hit.It's New York, people. It's winter. We get snow. If you aren't prepared
to deal with it, move to Miami.
Kelley Armstrong
#94. I was never any good at remembering dates, but now I hardly have to. When the first bulb catalogs get delivered and the hens start laying again, that's all the notice I'll need to know that winter has passed.
Susan Orlean
#95. A fan sent me a pair of fluffy winter socks, and I was like, 'Oh, that's cool. I'll wear them to bed. It's cold; it's winter.' But they were worn. They were black underneath, and they stunk, and I hate feet. She was like, 'I'm giving you my favorite pair.'
Ella Henderson
#96. Listen," he said. "If you was a fish, Mother Nature'd take care of you, wouldn't she? Right? You don't think them fish just die when it gets to be winter, do ya?"
No, but
"
You're goddam right they don't
J.D. Salinger
#97. Anyone who has lived through an English winter can see the point of building Stonehenge to make the Sun come back.
Alison Jolly
#98. Still cries at a good film,
Still kisses with saliva,
No longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick,
That's driven into frozen winter shit
(The ability to laugh at weakness),
Calm,
Fitter,
Healthier and more productive
A pig in a cage on antibiotics.
Radiohead
#99. Surely this trial is just for a season. All I need is the strength to endure - to see through the darkness of winter to the promise of spring.
Tracy Leininger Craven
#100. Shards flew everywhere, slicing her hands, her forearm, and cascading to the floor like snow glistening on a winter morning.
Katherine McIntyre
