Top 43 Winter Hope Quotes
#1. I waited for the seasons of love to pass from this cold winter to the summer heat I dreamed of.
Shannon L. Alder
#2. He wore his hope like a winter coat, layered over the top of all of him.
Cora Carmack
#3. Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
Mignon McLaughlin
#4. Other flowers came at the end of the summer, but by then the winter sadness had already dissipated, and the effect of the blooms was not the same.
Jessica Stern
#5. My name is Winter Kim. Today I killed a man. Soon I hope to kill another.
Paula Stokes
#6. Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.
Maggie Stiefvater
#7. If a tiny bud dares unfold to a wakening new world, if a narrow blade of grass dares to poke its head up from an unlit earth, then surely I can rise and stretch my winter weary bones, surely I can set my face to the spring sun. Surely, I too can be reborn.
Toni Sorenson
#8. Let it be told to the future world that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive, that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet it.
Barack Obama
#9. The charm is in waiting... The fragrance of a hope... The sublimity of a dream... The eloquence of a silence... The resplendence of darkness... The heat of winter... The cold of summer... The flashback of a memory... The unliving of a moment...
Avijeet Das
#10. Don't you know that day dawns after night, showers displace drought, and spring and summer follow winter? Then, have hope! Hope forever, for God will not fail you!
Charles Spurgeon
#11. Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder
no matter how old you became and how much you'd seen, things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.
Candace Bushnell
#12. Usually you'd do the summer scenes in the winter. So you're out there with a T-shirt and hope nobody sees your air that you're breathing out. We put ice cubes in our mouth to stop that from happening.
Jamie Farr
#13. I. The Period It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair,
Charles Dickens
#14. But only a person in the depths of despair neglected to look beyond winter to the spring that inevitably followed, bringing back color and life and hope.
Mary Balogh
#15. In the winter of hope, the mind craves change.
A.C.H. Smith
#16. Love for the beauty of the soul.
I shall love you always.
When the flower of life has gone,
ever I shall find you.
When all is lost and winter comes,
I shall be your spring time.
And memory fades and wilts then,
I shall always find you ...
I shall always find you ...
Laurel A. Rockefeller
#17. His kiss was light but lingering, like smoke from shivering lips on a freezing winter morning.
Rebecca Berto
#18. Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven,
Charles Dickens
#19. Winter came early that year. Snow filled the gray December air like fragments of torn-up hope
Philip Kerr
#20. The NightWings are going to set their heads on fire," Qibli agreed. "No, wait. They're going to set the closest IceWing's head on fire. Winter, I hope your skull is as thick as it looks.
Tui T. Sutherland
#21. In the midst of winter, I find within me the invisible summer ...
Leo Tolstoy
#22. Don't forget to enjoy the winter, but never give up hopes for the spring.
Debasish Mridha
#26. If hope is a feeling that can defeat fear,
then at that time I walked uphill through a bed of snow, my tracks were of joyful determination.
Angelica Hopes
#27. Behold, we know not anything;
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last-far off-at last, to all,
And every winter change to spring.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#28. Let us say goodbye to winter to welcome the beauty of spring.
Debasish Mridha
#29. I feel like a weed in the midst of Winter. 'Tis the sunshine of your smile that will bring back the Spring of my days. We arrive in four days. I hope you will grace me again with your presence. Yours, Morgan (Morgan's letter)
Kinley MacGregor
#30. In harsh winter, remember the spring; this will give you hope and hope is power!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#31. 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
#32. The flowers of Spring may wither, the hope of Summer fade, The Autumn droop in Winter, the birds forsake the shade; The winds be lull'd - the Sun and Moon forget their old decree, But we in Nature's latest hour, O Lord! will cling to Thee.
Reginald Heber
#33. Sometimes the soul goes through a nuclear winter, and hope has to go dormant. It's there, though. Waiting for the right moment to sprout.
Angel Martinez
#34. 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
#35. Winter passed, spring arrived, hope faded.
I.J. Sarfeh
#36. For if there was no winter, we could never hope for spring.
Susanna Kearsley
#37. As surely as spring followed winter, new life followed death, fighting for its place on the earth. Let man do his worst, yet still the tentative shoots of faith and hope sprouted the ruins of shattered lives and broken dreams. Resurrection was real, after all.
J.M. Hochstetler
#38. Next up, The Winds of Winter. Wherein, I hope, everybody will be shivering together once again. ... - George R. R. Martin April 2011
George R R Martin
#39. Keen winter stabs the breasts of May
Whose crimson roses burst his frost,
Ships tempest-tossed
Will find a harbour in some bay,
And so we may.
Oscar Wilde
#40. She belongs to the winter that is past, to the darkness that is over, and has no part or lot in the life I shall lead for the next six months. Oh, I could dance and sing for joy that the spring is here! What a ressurection of beauty there is in my garden, and of brightest hope in my heart.
Elizabeth Von Arnim
#41. Honest Winter, snow-clad, and with the frosted beard, I can welcome not uncordially; But that long deferment of the calendar's promise, that weeping gloom of March and April, that bitter blast outraging the honour of May how often has it robbed me of heart and hope?
George Gissing
#42. He raised his hand to brush a stray hair from her face. Instead of dropping his hand, he slid it behind her neck and drew her closer. His earthy pine scent enveloped her. When his lips touched hers, she lost any hope of control.
Lia Davis
#43. Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
