God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger.

God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, satiety and want

Peace blossoms when the winter of hate turns into the summer of love.

The nights were long, like the braids of a pretty girl, and the days were short, like a girl's sense. ("The North")

Last night I had the strangest dream ~~ I ever dreamed before ~~ I dreamed the world had all agreed ~~ To put an end to war

Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.