“For me, it was almost like winter didn’t count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers.”

“Winter draws what summer paints.”

“here in the summer desert, winter found my blood”

“In the midst of winter, I find within me the invisible summer…”

“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was within me an invincible summer.”

“Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer”

“Pray for wet Summers, Winters wanting Rain.”

“Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.”

“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.”

“A wet summer and a fine winter should be the farmer's prayer.”