|
"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
|
|
"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, The Snow-Walkers
|
|
"Most men the good they have despise, And blessings which they have not prize: In winter, wish for summer?s glow, In summer, long for winter?s snow." »Sanskrit Proverb
|
|
"In winter, play with the snow; in summer, play with the Sun! Do not wait for something to come; everything is already here! In autumn, play with the leaves, in spring, play with the flowers! In summer, don’t wait for the winter; in winter, don’t wait for the summer! Everything is already here, in this present time you live in!" »Mehmet Murat ildan
|
|
"summer afternoon - summer afternoon... the two most beautiful words in the English language." »Henry James
|
|
"Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. When a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower." »Jean Paul Richter
|
|
"Ducks are sweet, crows are intelligent; but I prefer dolphins because they are both sweet and intelligent." »Mehmet Murat ildan
|
|
"The dancing pair that simply sought renown,By holding out to tire each other downThe swain mistrustless of his smutted face,While secret laughter titter'd round the placeThe bashful virgin's side-long looks of love,The matrons glance that would those looks reproveThese were thy charms, sweet village sports like these,With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to pleaseThese were thy bowers their cheerful influence shed,These were thy charms -- but all these charms are fled." »Oliver Goldsmith
|
|
"September tries its best to have us forget summer." »Bern Williams
|
|
"One swallow does not make a summer." »Aristotle
|
|
"In summer, the song sings itself." »William Carlos Williams
|
|
"We all learn by experience but some of us have to go to summer school." »Peter De Vries
|
|
"The summer night is like a perfection of thought." »Wallace Stevens
|
|
"There comes a time when summer asks what you have been doing all winter." »Unknown
|
|
"There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart." »Celia Thaxter
|
|
"Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it." »Russell Baker
|
|
"When summer is over, winter becomes sad too, because opposites often admire each other secretly!" »Mehmet Murat ildan
|
|
"I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer." »F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
|
|
"The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." »Mark Twain
|
|
"In the depth of winter, I learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." »Albert Camus
|
|
"In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer." »Albert Camus
|
|
"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." »Albert Camus
|
|
"Spring is the time of the year, when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade." »Charles Dickens, Great expectations
|
|
"In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer." »Albert Camus
|
|
"Every man, wherever he goes, is encompassed by a cloud of comforting convictions, which move with him like flies on a summer day." »Bertrand Russell
|
|
"Strong jealousy in a beautiful love is the autumn in the middle of a hot summer!" »Mehmet Murat ildan
|
|
"This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet." »William Shakespeare
|
|
"This quote reminds me to enjoy each moment of the summer Steep thyself in a bowl of summertime." »Virgil
|
|
"Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May but at length the season of summer does come." »Thomas Carlyle
|
|
"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time." »Sir John Lubbock
|
| BTW, Why won't you become an editor? |
