“And finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.”

“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin' brown and golden under a sinkin' sun.”

“But the huge bowl of the sky remains untracked: no zeppelins, no bombers, no superhuman paratroopers, just the last songbirds returning from their winter homes, and the quicksilver winds of spring ...”

“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”

“Spring is a sacred soul with a revive spirit.”

“Muscles come and go flab lasts. ”

“Muscles come and go flab lasts.”

“With God on your side, what does luck matter?”

“That's not a good idea.”

“Fitch is on his way. He's coming after he blows up some wizards.”