Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit… — John Keats Copy Share Image
The issue for patents for new discovers has given a spring to invention beyond my conception. — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
Of the infinite variety of fruits which spring from the bosom of the earth, the trees of the wood are the greatest… — Susan Fenimore Cooper Copy Share Image
“What do you want? Because if you don’t want something, you’ve got nothing. You are adrift, you are washed away, and then… — Nick McDonell Copy Share Image
Lie in the sun with the child in your flesh shining like a jewel. Dream and sing, pagan, wise in your vitals.… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
In spring 1989...I saw the buildup of demonstrations from Chengdu to Tiananmen Square. It struck me that fear had been forgotten to… — Jung Chang Copy Share Image
I would like to stress this point undoubtedly: France sees the Arab Spring as auspicious. The Arab Spring holds out tremendous hope… — Alain Juppe Copy Share Image
I love playing this game and every spring training feels like the first. — Rickey Henderson Copy Share Image
“In the Carolinas, there are two growing seasons: warm and cool. The cool season runs from about October or November through April… — Katie Elzer-Peters Copy Share Image
Besides that, when elsewhere the harvest of wheat is most abundant, there it comes up less by one-fourth than what you have… — Plautus Copy Share Image
If you could have the arms of Hercules, legs as swift as the wind. If you could leap shoulder high above the… — Andrea Bocelli Copy Share Image
But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
If the parks be "the lungs of London" we wonder what Greenwich Fair is--a periodical breaking out, we suppose--a sort of spring… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Spring came late, but when it came it was hand-in-hand with summer, and almost at once everything was baking and warm, and… — Nancy Mitford Copy Share Image
Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year's time. Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Season of Joy: She asked me when the season of joy was supposed to end & I said I didn't really think… — brian andreas Copy Share Image
A lizard in the spring - hear his darling sing. A bird with wings to fly - go back to his darling… — Charles Frazier Copy Share Image
If you would get exercise, go in search of the springs of life. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Not far from here, by a white sun, behind a green star, lived the Steelypips, illustrious, industrious, and they hadn't a care:… — Stanislaw Lem Copy Share Image
