Winter Quotes

A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.

In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions, much of one’s life history is etched in the senses. And things of no particular importance, or irreplaceable things, can suddenly resurface in a café one winter night.

A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it.

O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!

Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they use them with care, with thought, with fear, with delight.

We are been taught to be ashamed of not being ‘outgoing’. But a writer’s job is ingoing.

Two monks sit facing, playing chess on the mountain, The bamboo shadow on the board is dark and clear. Not a person sees the bamboo’s shadow, One sometimes hears the pieces being moved.

For my generation, coming of age at the height of the Cold War, fear of nuclear winter seemed the leading existential threat on the horizon. But the danger posed by war to all humanity-and to our planet-is at least matched by climate change.

We all get the same amount of ice. The rich get it in the summer. The poor get it in the winter.

There are those who argue that everything breaks even in this old dump of a world of ours.