Winter thunder bodes summer hunger.
Winter is summer's heir.
Whoever feeds the wolf in the winter will be eaten by him in the spring.
No summer, but has its winter.
Lots of winter, lots of summer.
If you want to experience the pains of hell, spend winter in Messina and summer in Palermo.
During the winter eat long fishes, during the summer eat short fishes.
A snow year, a rich year.
Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass… It's about learning how to dance in the rain.