For me, it was almost like winter didn’t count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers.
—Jenny Han in The Summer I Turned Pretty
Every year, back comes Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants.
—Dorothy Parker
There are only two seasons—winter and Baseball.
—Bill Veeck
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
—Albert Camus
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
—George Santayana
There are only two seasons—winter and Baseball.
—Bill Veeck