It was one of

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. Charles Dickens

How else could it

How else could it have occurred to man to divide the cosmos, on the analogy of day and night, summer and winter, into a bright day-world and a dark night-world peopled with fabulous monsters, unless he had the prototype of such a division in himself, in the polarity between the conscious and the invisible and … Read more

People don’t notice whether

People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy. Anton Chekhov

In the depths of

In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. Albert Camus