Winter Love Quotes (page 2)

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• senior
• she
• leaving

In the darkest hour of winter, when the starlings had all flown away, Gretel Samuelson fell in love. It happened the way things are never supposed to happen in real life, like a sledgehammer, like a bolt from out of the blue. One minute she was a seventeen year-old senior in high school waiting for a Sicilian pizza to go; the next one she was someone whose whole world had exploded, leaving her adrift in the Milky Way, so far from earth she was walking on stars. Alice Hoffman

• help
• life
• helpful

I've seen it before. There are women who spread ruin through no fault of theirs, just by being too beautiful, too ful of life and love. They can't help it. Poeple come to them as people go to a warm fire in winter. Willa Cather

• spring
• engagement
• serious

Mrs. Jo did not mean the measles, but that more serious malady called love, which is apt to ravage communities, spring and autumn, when winter gayety and summer idleness produce whole bouquets of engagements, and set young people to pairing off like the birds. Louisa May Alcott

• pain
• bright
• white

The truth is all around you, plain to behold. The night is dark and full of terrors, the day bright and beautiful and full of hope. One is black, the other white. There is ice and there is fire. Hate and love. Bitter and sweet. Male and female. Pain and pleasure. Winter and summer. Evil and good. Death and life. Everywhere, opposites. George R. R. Martin

• sleep
• flower
• she

She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her winter sleep And puts out grass and flowers Despite the snow, Despite the falling snow. Robert Graves

• rough
• lies
• weather

Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me. And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither. Here shall he see. No enemy. But winter and rough weather. William Shakespeare

• book
• magic
• believe

His novel or book of poems, decent, adequate, arises not from an exercise of style or will, as the poor unfortunate believes, but as the result of an exercise of concealment. There must be many books, many lovely pines, to shield from hungry eyes the book that really matters, the wretched cave of our misfortune, the magic flower of winter! Roberto Bolano

• love
• winter
• hair

I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair. George R. R. Martin

• emotional
• winter
• love

When I watch the Olympics I become such an emotional wreck. I've always loved the Olympics, be it the summer or the winter Olympics. Bryn Terfel