Winter Quotes

There is still vitality under the winter snow, even though to the casual eye it seems to be dead.

It is reported from ‘Ubayd ibn ‘Umayr (radiAllahu anhu) that he said: “It used to be said when winter came:

Write. No amount of self-inflicted misery, altered states, black pullovers or being publicly obnoxious will ever add up to your being a writer. Writers write. On you go.

Left ear, I wear four earrings. The four is symbolic of the four seasons, spring, winter, summer and fall, the four directions, north, east, south and west, the four gospel writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.

When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.

Spring, summer, autumn, or winter. I wish I had failed as little in other ways.

To many forms of life of our northern lands, winter means a long sleep; to others, it means what it means to many fortunate human beings – travels in warm climes.

Writers are human. I shudder to think how I must sometimes appear to others.

In winter, some voices are like coats.

I am often mad, but I would hate to be nothing but mad: and I think I would lose what little value I may have as a writer if I were to refuse, as a matter of principle, to accept the warming rays of the sun, and to report them, whenever, and if ever, they