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Winter Quotes by Thomas Stearns Eliot
- A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a long journey: The ways deep…
- Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness…
- I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
- In spite of all the dishonour, the broken standards, the broken lives, The broken faith in one place or another, There was something left that…
- The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps…
- Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow
- A rat crept softly through the vegetation Dragging its slimy belly on the bank While I was fishing in the dullcanal On a winter evening…
More Winter Quotes
- Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius. — Pietro Aretino
- In the winter, I enjoy cross-country skiing and raising orchids and amaryllises. If I could grow tropical flowers as perennials, I would,… — Diane Ackerman
- The problem with winter sports is that - follow me closely here - they generally take place in winter. — Dave Barry
- I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food… — Brendan Behan
- Johnny Winter is one of the best blues players in the world. He's very underrated. — Ritchie Blackmore
- In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. — William Blake
- No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. — Hal Borland
- Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. — Elizabeth Bowen
- I took four years off after 'In the Cut' because I wanted to see who I'd be without work. I even tried… — Jane Campion
- In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer. — Albert Camus
- 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
- Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather