“Terribly thwarted in the autumn and winter, deadened in summer, in the spring his egoism would awaken his once inadequately defined revolt against world order and people, and this rebelliousness, this surplus energy, this restlessness of mind and blood would bring him back to life.”
“Winter is dead; spring is crazy; summer is cheerful and autumn is wise!”
“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.”
“Nature awakens each day in brilliant autumn colors, making me wish the pale winter would bid adieu.”
“If eternity had a season, it would be midsummer. Autumn, winter, spring are all change and passage, but at the height of summer the year stands poised. It's only a passing moment, but even as it passes the heart knows it cannot change.”
“in the summer of 1845 Edward Little was sixteen years old and restless in his blood.”