Best 34 quotes in «seasons of life quotes» category

You can’t enter into a new season, until you’re willing to leave the old one!

Youth is to all the glad season of life; but often only by what it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.

And in the fall, the cold would wither that which was known, scattering new seed. In the spring, that which had been sleeping awoke and a new season of beauty began. For Life seeks life and builds a bridge across the darkest valley.

As the trees turned red, then white, then naked as pitchforks, Margot and Xiao Chen immersed themselves in several forests' worth of pages, and I watched, tortured, as brick after brick of a new development was laid on the wasteland of Midtown West like slabs of gold bullion.

A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.

A violinist fiddled. With strings resined for winter. Summer's light splintered.

As seasons change, life changes!

Don't pour a lifetime of effort into a seasonal relationship. Not everyone from the pilot belongs in the finale.

Every new season of you life will be an opportunity for you to learn and grow. Don't celebrate the good without celebrating the bad because they both work together to prepare you for the next season of your life.

If you're facing a season of trials, don't allow the enemy to have a field day by putting negative thoughts in your mind. Let go of stinking thinking. Instead of turning away from God in anger or confusion, run into His loving arms where He will comfort you.

Change is an unsuspecting and finicky foe. You don't realize the strength of its grip until it's too late.

If you are enduring a cold season, don't underestimate Christ can plant you right where you are at no matter how dirty, beat up, or worthless you may feel. Rest assured, He has strategically placed you in the precise place on earth for such a time as this.

In the darkest time, I have always believed, the light will shine.

Even nature has hidden lessons for mankind underneath its silent saga. The trees teach us to give without discrimination, the seasons proclaim that time keeps changing for the better and the vastness of the sky bears the amount of love we should hold in our hearts for everyone we come across throughout the day.

If you’re still waiting for it, it mean you’re not yet ready for it…whatever “it” is…so stop looking at waiting as a punishment and start looking at it as preparation!

It makes no sense to try to extend a friendship that was only meant to be a season into a lifetime.

In life, we need to go through a naked tree season in order to turn nothingness into meaning.

It was early summer. And everything, as it always does, began to heave and change.

I searched among her crayons for a color that represented autumn and pulled out an orange-toned crayon, never used. It read “Bittersweet,” and I wondered why that particular name. Autumn was my favorite time of year… I was always ready for the change. I guess some people didn’t see it that way. Some people wanted to cling to summer... I loved both seasons, but I thought no one would ever call spring bittersweet, even though it was just another change, another new cycle, an end to one season and a beginning for another in an endless, never-ending spiral.

Learning to be a Life- Giving Mom without regrets requires embracing the season you are in. You have to let go of the past and live in the present as you lay hold of the future. At each transition you will likely shed some tears as you realize that you can’t go back and re-live the past. You must move forward, facing the imperfections of your present, hoping for the future.

Life is defined by time and seasons.

Our lives are a journey. As we move forward, we will not only figuratively experience the geography of life: the exhilaration of high mountains, the tranquility of calm meadows, the isolation of treacherous canyons, but we will also experience the seasons of life: the hope of spring, the abundance of summer, the harvest of autumn, and yes, the darkness and depression of winter.

That which is must remain, yet that which is becoming must in its season change," he comforted. "There is a season for all things, and this, my precious love, is but the next path to follow on our journey together. A journey to a new life, a good and certain future.

The land is never truly dead. It can always come back. Or what is the meaning of the cycle of seasons and years?" She wiped her tears away and looked at him. His expression in the darkness was much too sad for a moment such as this. She wished she knew a way to dispel that sorrow, and not only for tonight. He said, "That is mostly true, I suppose. Or true for the largest things. Smaller things can die. People, dreams, a home.

Spring time is a refreshing time.

Spring time is a time for new adventure.

There is a season for everything under the sun—even when we can’t see the sun.

The only way to fully know the soul of a mountain is to live it’s all seasons and it’s all heights and the same thing is valid for people as well!

Spring time is a time for revival of every living thing.

...we're not eighteen anymore. We've lived. We've created things that last – things of joy, and things of burden.

Tingling fingers, morning birds, rain splatters on window pane, journals of fading escapades and laughter...

When it is time for a season to change, the imperfections of life are most visible.

When spring knocks at your door, regardless of the time of year or season of our lives, run, do not walk to that door, throw it open with wild abandon, and say, "Yes! Yes, come in! Do me, and do me big!

We all know that if the seasons were the same, there would be no growth. We know that without winter there would be no spring. We know that without frosts there would be no bulbs and without the monsoon there would be no rice harvest. In the same way, we also know that without sorrow there would be no joy. Without pain there would be no healing. I think that's precisely where the beauty comes in. It comes in through the fruit of the seasons. He has indeed made everything beautiful in its time.