Quotes about Seasons
Now it was a cool night with that mysterious excitement in it which comes at the two changes of the year.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
She had the distinct impression that something was beginning and something was ending; there were just so many days like this left to them. Before they knew it, time would speed up and the future would appear on a street corner or in a park, and there they'd be, grown women who'd forgotten how long a summer could last.
— Alice Hoffman
Just as there are seasons of growth, there are seasons of pruning. Without pruning, we won't become all we are created to be. God won't let you go through a cutback if it's not going to eventually work for your good.
— Joel Osteen
There may be things that don't make sense. You did the right thing, but the wrong thing happened. God is still in control. Don't judge your life by one season. Let it unfold. You're going to see the hand of God, doing things you didn't see coming.
— Joel Osteen
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
— Anonymous
Fair weather cometh out of the north.
— Anonymous
In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand.
— Anonymous
A swarm of bees in MayIs worth a load of hay;A swarm of bees in JuneIs worth a silver spoon;A swarm of bees in JulyIs not worth a fly.
— Anonymous
Sumer is icumen in,Lhude sing cuccu!Groweth sed, and bloweth med,And springth the wude nu—Sing cuccu!
— Anonymous
But I know Jesus arose. I feel his presence now, here, with me. I see the evidence of his Word everyday. From creation forth, the whole world is witness to God's plan revealed through his Son. From the beginning, he prepared us. In the passing of the seasons; in the way flowers spring forth, die, and drop seeds for life to begin again; in the sunset and sunrise. Jesus' sacrifice is reenacted every day of our lives if we but have the eyes to see.
— Francine Rivers
It is said that in some countries trees will grow, but will bear no fruit because there is no winter there.
— John Bunyan
Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest, to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons.
— John Donne