“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.”
“Winter is dead; spring is crazy; summer is cheerful and autumn is wise!”
“If London is a watercolor, New York is an oil painting.”
“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.”
“One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we live in the grain of nature, turning with it.”
“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.”