Quotes about Seasons

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So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under — Charlotte Eriksson
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.Autumn passes and one r — Yoko Ono
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would n — Anne Bradstreet, The Works of Anne Bradstreet
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring. — Vladimir Nabokov, Mary
There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves. — Joe L. Wheeler
I was transformed the dayMy ego shattered,And all the superficial, materialThings that matteredTo me before,Suddenly cea — Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
To attain the wisdom of every season, you must live all the seasons! — Mehmet Murat ildan
Planting and harvest don't happen in the same season — Nicky Verd
What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitter — Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Champagne arrived in flûtes on trays, and we emptied them with gladness in our hearts... for when feasts are laid and cl — Roman Payne
Experience everything;Times of sorrow, times of Joy.Times of darkness, times of light.Times of lost heart, times of hope — Lailah Gifty Akita
Summertime is always the best of what might be. — Charles Bowden
We say that flowers return every spring, but that is a lie. It is true that the world is renewed. It is also true that t — Daniel Abraham, The Price of Spring
Not forever does the bulbul singIn balmy shades of bowers,Not forever lasts the springNor ever blossom the flowers.Not f — Khushwant Singh, Train to Pakistan
April is the cruelest month, breedinglilacs out of the dead land, mixingmemory and desire, stirringdull roots with sprin — T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little — Edna St. Vincent Millay
If Springtime crawls out of thewild mouths of flowers, thensurely, Winter crawls out of mine. — Cecilia Llompart, The Wingless
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What we are waiting for is not as important as what happens to us while we are waiting. Trust the process. — Mandy Hale, The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year. — Edna St. Vincent Millay