It feeds and grows on the blood which it sheds. The passions , from which it springs, gain strength and fury from indulgence. — William Ellery Channing Copy Share Image
I wrote a huge number of letters that spring: one a week to Naoko, several to Reiko, and several more to Midori.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
We saw the strong trees struggle and their plumes do down, The poplar bend and whip back till it split to fall,… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
In America they have to know just what you are-- novelist, poet, playwright... Well, I've been all of them... I think poems… — Robert Penn Warren Copy Share Image
Since I was a little girl, my family has taken a holiday to Cornwall every spring half-term. — Kate Garraway Copy Share Image
Please hurry up spring break because I have mentally checked out of school. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The man who discovers a woman's weakness is like the huntsman in the heat of the day who finds a cool spring.… — Jean Giraudoux Copy Share Image
Spring and Fall: To a Young Child Márgarét, are you gríeving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leáves, líke the things of man, you With… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
I had only played five games in my senior year in high school. I was not large enough. Hell, when I graduated,… — Pee Wee Reese Copy Share Image
I know that wine is, above all else, a blessing, a gift of nature, a joy as pure and elemental as the… — Robert Mondavi Copy Share Image
The tragedy is that many of us are living desperate Christian life. Sunday comes and we get some strength, and then we… — Martyn Copy Share Image
The purifying influence of public confession springs from the fact, that by it the hope in lies is forever swept away, and… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The people's awe and innate fear will hold injustice back by day, by night, so long as the people leave the laws… — Aeschylus Copy Share Image
Dreams dawn and fly: friends smile and die, Like spring flowers. Our vaunted life is one long funeral. Men dig graves, with… — Matthew Arnold Copy Share Image
Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Are we to look at cherry blossoms only in full bloom, the moon only when it is cloudless? To long for the… — Yoshida Kenko Copy Share Image
I just did an interview where I was asked whether I drink beer or whisky, and I was sad to reveal that… — Brad Delson Copy Share Image
Off season but I practice like I got a game today, and everybody ain't gon make it out, it's a shame to… — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
You mean guys don't get injured in spring training? Guys get hurt walking down the street. — Bud Selig Copy Share Image
The temptations to wrong are many; they spring out of a corrupt nature. — Matthew Simpson Copy Share Image
“I have to absorb the new season like sunlight, letting it turn my winter skin pink and then brown. I must stuff… — W.P. Kinsella Copy Share Image
Pleasure and pain spring not so much from the nature of things, as from our manner of considering them. Pleasure, especially, is… — Christian Nestell Bovee Copy Share Image
“Look back upon winter with gratitude. Spring is the harvest of the darker months—everything you know starts to grow in darkness. Don't… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
“O, to be stung by an errant bee. O, to sting. O, to see you again. Covered in spring.” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“Though when at home their countenances varied with the seasons, their market faces all the year round were glowing little fires.” — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. — Amelia Earhart Copy Share Image
In spring when maple buds are red, We turn the clock an hour ahead; Which means, each April that arrives, We lose… — Phyllis McGinley Copy Share Image
When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy, over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But no matter what happens, the earth keeps turning. Monday always comes and eventually, sometimes excruciatingly slowly, that Monday is followed by… — Dana Reinhardt Copy Share Image
In Montreal spring is like an autopsy. Everyone wants to see the inside of the frozen mammoth. Girls rip off their sleeves… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
I'm huge on spring and summer gardening. I'm really proud of my perennial beds. That's a passion of mine. — Steve Zahn Copy Share Image
You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known, Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring… — Henry Wotton Copy Share Image
