Quotations About / On:
There must be some nerve and heroism in our love, as of a winter morning.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Essay on "Chastity and Sensuality" in letter, September 1852, to Harrison Blake, in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 6, p. 207, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
The muse of life is like, one who pays up the sum in summer and wins a lover in the winter.
By Edward Koif Louis.
It's a family joke that when I was a tiny child I turned from the window out of which I was watching a snowstorm, and hopefully asked, 'Momma, do we believe in winter?'
(Philip Roth (20th century), U.S. writer. Portnoy's Complaint (1967).)
In the great cities, winter glitters with art and feasting. But poetry, the country cousin, sees only the dearth of the fields.
(Mason Cooley (b. 1927), U.S. aphorist. City Aphorisms, New York (1984).)
On a late-winter evening in 1983, while driving through fog along the Maine coast, recollections of old campfires began to drift into the March mist, and I thought of the Abnaki Indians of the Algonquin tribe who dwelt near Bangor a thousand years ago.
(Norman Mailer (b. 1923), U.S. author. Harry Hubbard, in Harlot's Ghost, Omega 1, Random House (1991).
The body in the grave is like the tree in winter; they conceal their greenness under a show of dryness.... We too must wait for the springtime of the body.
(Marcus Minucius Felix (2nd or 3rd cent. A.D.), Roman Christian apologist. Octavius, 34. 11, trans. by G.H. Rendell.)
I'm your wife, damn it. And if you can't work up a winter passion for me, the least I require is respect and allegiance.
(Paddy Chayefsky (1923-1981), U.S. author, screenwriter, and Sidney Lumet. Louise (Beatrice Straight), Network, to her husband (1976).)
Country acquaintances are charming only in the country and only in the summer. In the city in winter they lose half of their appeal.
(Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860-1904), Russian author, playwright. narrator in The Story of Mme. NN, Works, vol. 6, p. 452, "Nauka" (1976).)
Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life's relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth.
(Soren Kierkegaard (1813-1955), Danish philosopher. The Journals of Soren Kierkegaard: A Selection, no. 37, entry for January 1836, ed. and trans. by Alexander Dru (1938).)
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed; there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennuis, vanish,all duties even.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Friendship," Essays, First Series (1841).)