Best Seasons Quotes to Inspire, Uplift & Motivate You Every Day

“Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of autumn. It was a Sunday in September. There would only be four. The clouds were high and the swallows would be here for another month or so before they left for the south before they returned again next summer.”

“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”

“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.”

“I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.”

“As the seasons change, so do the rhythms of our lives; may we learn to flow with grace through every cycle.”

“Hope is a terribly dangerous thing, for what if that which we so passionately hope for never comes to pass? What if the healing never comes, the relationship is never restored, the dream can’t be revived, and the horror of the inevitable remains horribly inevitable? These things I pondered. And yet, standing in a forest forced silent by the bitter hand of winter I was reminded that spring is never deterred despite how bitter winter’s hand might be. For it is not the ‘hope’ of spring. Rather it is the ‘fact’ of spring. And therefore we must remember that hope is fact despite how bitter the hand of life.”

“As the seasons shift, remember that just as winter surrenders to spring, so too can your heart transform in time.”

“What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out of that piece of apple-wood? Those are the ghosts of the robins and blue-birds that sang upon the bough when it was in blossom last Spring. In Summer whole flocks of them come fluttering about the fruit-trees under the window: so I have singing birds all the year round.”

“October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or shutting a book, did not end the tale.”

“Champagne arrived in flûtes on trays, and we emptied them with gladness in our hearts... for when feasts are laid and classical music is played, where champagne is drunk once the sun has sunk and the season of summer is alive in spicy bloom, and beautiful women fill the room, and are generous with laughter and smiles... these things fill men's hearts with joy and remind one that life’s bounty is not always fleeting but can be captured, and enjoyed. It is in writing about this scene that I relive this night in my soul.”

“There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing ... The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one or two kept constantly floating down, amber and golden in the low slanting sun-rays.”

“We say that flowers return every spring, but that is a lie. It is true that the world is renewed. It is also true that that renewal comes at a price, for even if the flower grows from an ancient vine, the flowers of spring are themselves new to the world, untried and untested.”

“Summertime is always the best of what might be.”

“Writing has taught me that the frontier isn’t always a place. Sometimes it’s a season of your life. The space between who you were and who you might still become.”

“The frontier isn’t always a place. Sometimes it’s a season of your life. The space between who you were and who you might still become.”

“Not forever does the bulbul sing”

“If Springtime crawls out of the”

“TO what purpose, April, do you return again?”

“...and so many colors”

“April is the cruelest month, breeding”

“Winter is much like unrequited love; cold and merciless.”

“If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.”

“The April Maiden by Stewart Stafford”

“I was transformed the day”