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Last updated on April 20, 2025.
(Bill) Terry, you can ask for more money in the winter and do less in the summer than any ballplayer I know.
I spend a lot of time just listening to the ospreys. I watch them go through their life cycle. They spend the winter in South America. The mother and father osprey stay together. It's a monogamous relationship. And every summer they raise a new brood of children. They came back to the nest in the middle of April. They take separate vacations in the winter - the mother and father.
But what would interest you about the brook,
It's always cold in summer, warm in winter. — © Robert Frost
But what would interest you about the brook, It's always cold in summer, warm in winter.
If you know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter and road construction, you may live in Canada
If you were foolish enough to sing all the summer, you must dance supperless to bed in the winter.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
The hearts that love will know never winter's frost and chill. Summer's warmth is in them still.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you gotta do is call, and I'll be there, 'cause you've got a friend.
My birthplace was California, but I couldn't forget Armenia, so what is one's country? Is it land of the earth, in a specific place? Rivers there? Lakes? The sky there? The way the moon comes up there? And the sun? Is one's country the trees, the vineyards, the grass, the birds, the rocks, the hills and summer and winter? Is it the animal rhythm of the living there? The huts and houses, the streets of cities, the tables and chairs, and the drinking of tea and talking? Is it the peach ripening in summer heat on the bough? Is it the dead in the earth there?
I have heard it said that winter, too, will pass, that spring is a sign that summer is due at last. See, all we have to do is hang on.
Hearts with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To trouble the living stream.
God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger.
When summer is over, winter becomes sad too, because opposites often admire each other secretly!
Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. — © George R. R. Martin
Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths.
Summer was here again. Summer, summer, summer. I loved and hated summers. Summers had a logic all their own and they always brought something out in me. Summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. Summer was a book of hope. That's why I loved and hated summers. Because they made me want to believe.
On the first day of May the people of the crofter townland are up betimes and busy as bees about to swarm. This is the day of migrating, bho baile gu beinn (from townland to moorland), from the winter homestead to the summer sheiling. The summer of their joy is come, the summer of the sheiling, the song, the pipe and the dance, when the people ascend the hill to the clustered bothies, overlooking the distant sea from among the fronded ferns and fragrant heather, where neighbour meets neighbour, and lover meets lover.
February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter, and is about as ample at one season as at another. It is as well for cheerfulness as for warmth and dryness.
Although it was the middle of winter, I finally realized that, within me, summer was inextinguishable.
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter woods.
I'm about 255, but I'd weigh under 220 if I weren't in football. In the hot summer, I feel the extra weight is taxing on my respiratory system. I don't mind it in the winter.
A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart.
Winter is dead; spring is crazy; summer is cheerful and autumn is wise!
You’re my change of skin / my summer-winter-fall / I spring to follow you / this loss is beautiful.
Coaches who shoot par in the summer are the guys I want on my schedule in the winter.
I travel pretty much every weekend of the summer. And then during the winter, I still do appearances and a couple contests here and there.
In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Jam on a winter took away the blue devils. It was like tasting summer.
Did he so often lodge in open field, In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, To conquer France, his true inheritance?
There ain't no time to be wasted, the world is going under... Nowadays, can't tell Fall from Spring, and Winter from Summer.
Winter is a terrible time for thin people - terrible! Why should it hound them down, fasten on them, worry them so? Why not, for a change, take a nip, take a snap at the fat ones who wouldn't notice? But no! It is sleek, warm, cat-like summer that makes the fat one's life a misery. Winter is all for bones.
Most volleyball players are made in the winter, spring and summer, for come fall, everyone practices equal time.
Every winter, I'm a sexy academic deconstructionist. And in the summer, it's normally Brigitte Bardot on holiday in the 1950s.
I please myself with the graces of the winter scenery, and believe that we are as much touched by it as by the genial influences of summer.
Autumn truly is what summer pretends to be: the best of all seasons. It is as glorious as summer is tedious; as subtle as summer is obvious; as refreshing as summer is wearying. Autumn seems like paradise.
Nothing is as easy to make as a promise this winter to do something next summer; this is how commencement speakers are caught.
When the ice of winter holds the house in its rigid grip, when curtains are drawn against that vast frozen waste of landscape, almost like a hibernating hedgehog I relish the security of being withdrawn from all that summer ferment that is long since past. Then is the time for reappraisal: to spread out, limp and receptive, and let garden thoughts rise to the surface. They emerge from some deep source of stillness which the very fact of winter has released.
Nike Air Zooms are what I usually run in. In the kitchen, I wear a beaten-up pair of Converse All-Stars in winter and Keds in summer. — © Christina Tosi
Nike Air Zooms are what I usually run in. In the kitchen, I wear a beaten-up pair of Converse All-Stars in winter and Keds in summer.
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.
From dawn to dusk, winter to spring, summer & autumn; the contrasts of nature refresh the mind & renew our sense of balance
There were some times when we did the winter scenes in the summer, and I had to wear that silly fur coat. Oh, my Lord! I was perspiring!
To anticipate, not the sunrise and the dawn merely, but, if possible, Nature herself! How many mornings, summer and winter, before yet any neighbor was stirring about his business, have I been about mine...So many autumn, ay, and winter days, spent outside the town, trying to hear what was in the wind, to hear and carry it express! I well-nigh sunk all my capital in it, and lost my own breath into the bargain, running in the face of it.
I can only get my drummer in the winter; he plays with Grand Funk all summer.
I have a house in the Connecticut countryside where you'll always find me, summer or winter.
The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer, The childing autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which.
He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
The indescribable innocence of and beneficence of Nature,-of sun and wind and rain, of summer and winter,-such health, such cheer, they afford forever!
I actually liked the disolation of winter; it was the season when it was okay to be unhappy. If I were to ever kill myself, I thought it would be in the summer. — © Curtis Sittenfeld
I actually liked the disolation of winter; it was the season when it was okay to be unhappy. If I were to ever kill myself, I thought it would be in the summer.
I think there are two different oceans - the one that plays with you in the summer, and the one that gets so mad in the winter.
Digital Chocolate has 60% of its developers in Finland where the sun never sets in the summer and there is nothing to do outside in the winter, so we are very productive!
Success is always an easier motivator, because you want more of it. But I've also been motivated by failure. Had I medaled in London, I don't think I would be one of the few that have gone to a Summer and Winter. I would have been content with that medal. Instead, I used that failure to go to the Winter Olympics. I always tell people that failure can be one of your biggest motivators if you just have an attitude adjustment about it.
I love Fayetteville. I like hills and vistas and hardworking people and fighting snow in winter and chiggers in the summer.
I am a ball player in the summer and a farmer in the winter time, and I aim to be a success at both professions.
The winter is forbidden till December, And exits March the second on the dot. By order summer lingers through September In Camelot.
One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.
I'd love to try and get a summer and winter gold medal-that would be amazing.
Short boots are cool, in my humble opinion. They say, 'Hey! Winter is over, but summer hasn't yet arrived - so enjoy this halfway point!'
Climate of Egypt in winter is the reign of spring upon earth, & summer in the air, and tranquility in the heat.
Bakers of bread rolls and pastry cooks will not buy grain before eleven o'clock in winter and noon in summer.
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