“As the seasons age us I close my eyes and wish for snowAlas the Irish seasons been foretoldFor Spring will dawn and I will goInto another season Jack Frost cold.And when its here, I wish for nightAs childhood memories flash right byTo see the birds in humble flightI wish for Summer with a sighAnd on I go to months so sweetDawns sweet chorus and sunbeams brightI yearn for Autumn leaves under feetYet now I dream of Winters nightAs Auld Lang Syne rings in New YearAlas! I’m one year older as Spring draws near.”

“There are four seasons in a year: Winter, Spring, Summer and Colour!”

“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.”

“Winter was nothing but a season of snow; spring, allergies; and summer...It was the worst. That was swimsuit season.”

“- Growth has its season. There are spring and summer, but there are also fall and winter. And then spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all be well.”

“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.”