Our hearts grow tender
with childhood memories
and love of kindred,
and we are better
throughout the year
become a child again
at Christmas time.
~ Laura Ingalls Wilder
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennui, vanish, - all duties even.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.
~ William Blake
used with permission, by ren, at Morguefile^The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind.
~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge
used with permission, by missyredboots, at Morguefile^
~ John Keats
On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence.
used with permission, by slone, at Morguefile^Namaste