“For a split second, I realize completely and absolutely that the season of winter is sentient, that there is an intelligence behind it. There's a tremendous amount of emotional pain that comes with the magick of winter, but I still mourn when the season ends, like I'm losing my best friend.”
“2AM and she calls me cause I'm still awake, 'Can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season.”
“I actually liked the disolation of winter; it was the season when it was okay to be unhappy. If I were to ever kill myself, I thought it would be in the summer.”
“Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.”
“Winter is the season of alcoholism and despair.”
“Truly, Autumn is my season,” the scarlet beast chorted. “Spring and Summer and Winter all begin with such late letters! But Autumn and Fall, I have loved best, because they are best to love.”