Quotes · Skopia

32 quotes

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Topic·Seasons✕clear

We need spring. We need it desperately and, usually, we need it before God is willing to give it to us.

Peter John Gzowski

1979

★ 0.9

Summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

1916

★ 1.0

Play · Comedy (play) · Romantic comedy (play)

Why, this is very midsummer madness!

William Shakespeare

Twelfth Night · 1602

★ 1.1

The season has shed its mantle of wind and chill and rain.

Charles d'Orleans

1440

★ 1.2

Summer has set in with its usual severity.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

1826

★ 1.2

Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!

1926

★ 1.8

The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, A cloud comes over the sunlit arch, A wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March.

1934

★ 1.8

Personal journal

There is always something spiritual about the approach of winter. You retire into your innermost chambers and camp near the small glow you find there.

★ 1.8

The season of ships is here, The west wind and the swallows; Flowers in the fields appear, And the ocean of hills and hollows Has calmed its waves and is clear. Free that anchor and chain! Set your full canvas flying, O men in the harbor lane: It is I, Pirapus crying. Sail out on your trades again!

Leonidas of Tarentum

Spring on the Coast · 200 BC

★ 1.9

Wheree'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade: Where'er you tread, the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

1709

★ 1.9

Autumn is quite beautiful here but all the same has a funereal air, like all beautiful autumns-something like a funereal relaxation of things.

★ 1.9

Now the summer came to pass And flowers through the grass Joyously sprang, While all the tribes of birds sang.

Walther von der Vogelweide

1230

★ 1.9

Poem · Journal

The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere, The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year.

Edgar Allan Poe

American Whig Review · 1847

★ 1.9

The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.

Sir Thomas Mallory

Le Morte d'Arthur · 1485

★ 2.0

The snows have fled, now grass returns to the fields and leaves to the trees.

Odes · 11 BC

★ 2.1

Winter, which being full of care Makes summer's welcome, thrice more wished, more rare.

William Shakespeare

Shakespeare's Sonnets · 1609

★ 2.2

The English winter—ending in July, To recommence in August.

Don Juan · 1823

★ 2.2

Philosophical literature

Does Heaven say anything? The four seasons run their course and all things are produced. Does Heaven say anything?

Analects · 221 BC

★ 2.4

Spring is the time of plans and projects.

Anna Karenina · 1877

★ 2.4

It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.

A. Bartlett Giamatti

The Green Fields of the Mind · 1977

★ 3.4

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