Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“All the beauty of the spring went for happy men to think of all the increase of the year was for other… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share Image
Real happiness is not dependent on external things. The pond is fed from within. The kind of happiness that stays with you… — William Lyon Phelps Copy Share Image
My favorite season was when I wrote every morning for three or four hours, then I would go and teach my classes… — Cynthia Voigt Copy Share Image
Bill Blass came in all the time, and I would make him roast chicken with spring potatoes and spring porcini with spring… — Daniel Boulud Copy Share Image
Do you mistake me? I am speaking of living, of moving from one moment into the next, and into the one after,… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
The phenomena of the year take place every day in a pond on a small scale. Every morning, generally speaking, the shallow… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The thorn tree just began to bud And greening stained the sheltering hedge, An many a violet beside the wood Peeped blue… — John Clare Copy Share Image
In shape they were like horrible toads, and moved in a succession of springs, but in size they were of an incredible… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
No other woman had that air of spring in January, that ever-bubbling fount of love and hope. — Rosalind Miles Copy Share Image
“postremo pereunt imbres, ubi eos pater aether in gremium matris terrai praecipitavit; at nitidae surgunt fruges ramique virescunt arboribus, crescunt ipsae fetuque… — Titus Lucretius Carus Copy Share Image
The purpose of God is the sovereign cause of all that good that is in man, and of all that external, internal… — Thomas Brooks Copy Share Image
The incurable optimism of the farmer who throws his seed on the ground every spring, betting it and his time against the… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
“It is a place of fine weather, and this is a book of fine weather, a book written in Spring. I will… — Stella Benson Copy Share Image
Love fills everything. It cannot be desired because it is an end in itself. It cannot betray because it has nothing to… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“I don’t know where you are these days, what’s broken down and what’s beautiful in your life this season. I don’t know… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
When every autumn people said it could not last through the winter, and when every spring there was still no end in… — Barbara Tuchman Copy Share Image
The difference between a gun and a tree is a difference of tempo. The tree explodes every spring. — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things,... — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
There is an energy which springs from sickness and debility: it has a more powerful effect than the real, but, sadly, expires… — Novalis Copy Share Image
Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I'm optimistic, though. Now, with the Arab Spring, I think that people in the region are beginning to overturn some of these… — Annia Ciezadlo Copy Share Image
I might have missed my calling as an editor. In the spring, the sight of my empty garden beds gives me the… — Susan Orlean Copy Share Image
