From some home a jade flute sends dark notes drifting, Scattering on the spring wind that fills Lo-yang. Tonight, if we should… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
I'm constant like the seasons, and I will never be forgotten man. — A Day To Remember Copy Share Image
I think brown marks a reunion of peoples, an end to ancient wanderings. Rival cultures and creeds conspire with Spring to create… — Richard Rodriguez Copy Share Image
Yet birth, and lust, and illness, and death are changeless things, and when one of these harsh facts springs out upon a… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
While it is February one can taste the full joys of anticipation. Spring stands at the gate with her finger on the… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
What leaders have to remember is that somewhere under the somnolent surface is the creature that builds civilizations, the dreamer of dreams,… — John W. Gardner Copy Share Image
A breeze passes in the night. When did it spring up? Whence does it come? Whither is it going? No man knows. — Pierre Teilhard de Chardin Copy Share Image
The pleasures of spring are available to everybody and cost nothing. — George Orwell Copy Share Image
When I look out the window, I exhale a prayer of thanks for the color green, for my children's safety, for the… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
A man without mirth is like wagon without springs, in which one is caused disagreeably to jolt by every pebble over which… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
I miss the Swedish women on the first day of spring cause they all just blossom in the most incredible way. — Joel Kinnaman Copy Share Image
T'was Spring, t'was Summer, all was gay Now Autumn bears a cloud brow The flowers of Spring are swept way And Summer… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Sure Man was born to meditate on things, And to contemplate the eternal springs Of God and Nature, glory, bliss and pleasure:… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
When thou cam'st first, Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Autumn is an honest month; it does not delude man like spring does! It shows him the dark face of life, the… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
I'm not one of those who spring up yelling, "Yippee! Another day!" I'll grumble and sulk around a couple of hours, reading… — Johnny Carson Copy Share Image
Our love for our children springs from the soul's greatest yearning for immortality. — Plato Copy Share Image
Why who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know nothing else but miracles, whether they be animals feeding in… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Everybody has their due season. And it's all about what you do in your season. — Deontay Wilder Copy Share Image
The spring has sprung, the grass is rizz. I wonder where them birdies is? — A. A. Milne Copy Share Image
There ought to be gardens for all months in the year, in which, severally, things of beauty may be then in season. — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
