“I won the winter girl trip over the border into dangerland.”
Now is the winter of our discontent.
“In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.”
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
I felt a determination cover my body like a quilt on a winter night.
Never again will I spend another winter in this accursed bucketshop of a refrigerator called England.
Dear baby, isn’t it good to know winter is coming—
February dawn -- frost on the path where i paced all winter.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.