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.
Through winter-time we call on spring,
And through the spring on summer call,
And when the abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter's best of all:
And after that there's nothing good
Because the spring time has not come-
Not know that what disturbs our blood
Is but its longing for the tomb.
Spring is the season of gaiety, and winter of terror; in spring the heart of tranquility dances to the melody of the groves, and the eye of benevolence sparkles at the sight of happiness and plenty: in winter, compassion melts at universal calamity, and the tear of softness starts at the wailing of hunger and the cries of the creation in distress
Plot comes first. The plot is the archictecture of your novel. You wouldn't build a house without a plan. If I wrote without a plot, it would just be a pile of bricks. Characters are your servants. They must serve your plot.
If winter should say, 'Spring is in my heart,' who would believe winter?
Winter isn't forever. Winter is always followed by spring. And it's how to take advantage of whatever season you're in.
There's four seasons in the UK, spring, autumn, winter and winter.
When the winter comes, be very happy; because the spring comes only if the winter comes!
Poets and songwriters speak highly of spring as one of the great joys of life in the temperate zone, but in the real world most of spring is disappointing. We looked forward to it too long, and the spring we had in mind in February was warmer and dryer than the actual spring when it finally arrives. We'd expected it to be a whole season, like winter, instead of a handful of separate moments and single afternoons.
Do not wish an everlasting spring! Without tasting the winter, you cannot get pleasure out of the spring!
winter is past, and we have a prospect of spring that is superior to spring itself.
Winter always turns into Spring. Never, from ancient times on, has anyone heard or seen of winter turning back to autumn.
"Novels and gardens," she says. "I like to move from plot to plot."
The air's warm with hopeful hints of spring in it. Spring would be a good time for an uprising, I think. Everyone feels less vulnerable once winter passes.
Life and career are the same thing. Every life has to have a plot and a plan. You have to recognize this early and be quite cold-blooded in the discovery and articulation of that plot.
If you want or need to move, move with a winning record of success, move with a plan, and move to something you love.