A Quote by Nichiren

Winter always turns into Spring. Never, from ancient times on, has anyone heard or seen of winter turning back to autumn. — © Nichiren
Winter always turns into Spring. Never, from ancient times on, has anyone heard or seen of winter turning back to autumn.
One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we live in the grain of nature, turning with it.
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.
There's four seasons in the UK, spring, autumn, winter and winter.
In the winter you may want the summer; in the summer, you may want the autumn; in the autumn, you may want the winter; but only in the spring you dream and want no other season but the spring!
Winter always turns into Spring.
There are having flowers in Spring, breezes in Summer, moon in Autumn, snows in Winter. If there is nothing worrying over you, it will be the best seasons at all times.
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!
Winter isn't forever. Winter is always followed by spring. And it's how to take advantage of whatever season you're in.
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Talent has the four seasons: spring, that is to say, the sowing of the seeds; summer, growth; autumn, the harvest; winter, intellectual death. But there is now and then a genius who has no winter, and, no matter how many years he may live, on the blossom of his thought no snow falls. Genius has the climate of perpetual growth.
There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.
Truly, Autumn is my season,” the scarlet beast chorted. “Spring and Summer and Winter all begin with such late letters! But Autumn and Fall, I have loved best, because they are best to love.
We really can't boil a man's life down to seasonal divisions of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Seasons cycle perennially, and we enjoy them because they recur. We should understand a man's life this way too. An elderly person may yet see new springs and summers. On the other hand, some young people never escape winter. Others become ensnared by their own private autumns.
I don't really like the autumn. For me it is the beginning of winter and I hate the winter. White, the colour of death.
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Winter is dead; spring is crazy; summer is cheerful and autumn is wise!
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