“Live in the seasons of life like you live in the seasons of the world.” — JOEL NYARANGI AKOYA Copy Share Image
I love playing this game and every spring training feels like the first. — Rickey Henderson Copy Share Image
Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people. — Arthur Schopenhauer Copy Share Image
From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
It is the growing periphery of the Arab world - the masses at its margins, not its feeble and decaying center -… — Wadah Khanfar Copy Share Image
The body whips the soul. In its great desire it demands the elixir In the roar of spring, transmutations. — Charles Olson Copy Share Image
In snowbound, voiceless, mountain depths, to herald spring, pine trees sound in tune. — Princess Shikishi Copy Share Image
Nothing in life is perfect When you're changing like the seasons That's what they used to say. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Forsythia is pure joy. There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or even knowledge in forsythia. Pure, undiluted, untouched… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
Success is not about who never fails. It is about who can spring - or even stagger - back up. — Samantha Power Copy Share Image
I have done one braver thing than all the Worthies did, and yet a braver thence doth spring, which is, to keep… — John Donne Copy Share Image
The past does not only draw us back to the past. There are certain memories of the past that have strong steel… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Dull indeed would be the man that did not feel the thrill awakened by the first glimpse of brilliant color in the… — Arthur Cleveland Bent Copy Share Image
“Maybe we won't have the beauty of a perfect summer. But neither do we have to endure the callousness of an uncaring… — Jody Hedlund Copy Share Image
Love is...like a spring coming up out of the ground of our own depths. "I am gift." All that I am is… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
with the spring a sort of inspiration is wakened in the most prosaic of us. The same spirit of change that thrills… — Marah Ellis Ryan Copy Share Image
I think that sometimes the great changes in our lives, the ones that divide time, happen so deep down and silently that… — Anne Rivers Siddons Copy Share Image
“Life is simplified on a long walk such as the Camino. You learn to appreciate the simpler aspects – fresh spring water,… — Keith Foskett Copy Share Image
All stories must end so, with the next tale winking out of the corners of the last pages, promising more, promising moonlight… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
There are going to be a lot of questions, not just in my country, but across the Middle East. Is Israel going… — Abdallah II Copy Share Image
Every man who becomes heartily and understandingly a channel of the Divine beneficence is enriched through every league of his life. Perennial… — Bill Vaughan Copy Share Image
But days even earlier than these in April have a charm, — even days that seem raw and rainy… There is a… — Thomas Wentworth Higginson Copy Share Image
The democratic ideal springs from the ideas of liberty, equality, majority rule through free elections, protection of the rights of minorities, and… — Saul Alinsky Copy Share Image
“I really like you, Midori. A lot.” “How much is a lot?” “Like a spring bear,” I said. “A spring bear?” Midori… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The Romans had, like other Pagan nations, a nature festival, called by them Saturnalia, and the Northern peoples had Yule; both celebrated… — Samuel L. Jackson Copy Share Image
In early youth, if we find it difficult to control our feelings, so we find it difficult to vent them in the… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
“Autumn is the season of subtractions, the Japanese art of taking more and more away to charge the few things that remain.… — Pico Iyer Copy Share Image
The regular season, it's kind of like a rehearsal. That's the way I look at it. — Al Horford Copy Share Image
To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
There is no season and no reason for love. Love is not seasonal its perennial. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
All that dies, dies for a reason, to put it's strength into the seasons. — Yes (Band Copy Share Image
