Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains! — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
A man of talent will strive for money and reputation; but the spring that moves genius to the production of its works… — Arthur Schopenhauer Copy Share Image
The Arab Spring is over. The days of the protesters with laptops and BlackBerrys in Tahrir Square are long gone. — Richard Engel Copy Share Image
This is not the land of my birth, but it is the land for which I hold the greatest affection, and I… — John F. Kennedy Copy Share Image
The spring came suddenly, bursting upon the world as a child bursts into a room, with a laugh and a shout and… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Children hold spring so tightly in their brown fists-just as grownups, who are less sure of it, hold it in their hearts. — E. B. White Copy Share Image
Fall is my favorite season in Los Angeles, watching the birds change color and fall from the trees. — David Letterman Copy Share Image
My art springs from my desire to have things in the world which would otherwise never be there. — Carl Andre Copy Share Image
Spring Break is very strange. I grew up in France, so I don't know Spring Break. That doesn't exist in Europe. — Alexandre Aja Copy Share Image
You and I shouldn't claim we love Oregon more than anyone else, but that we love Oregon as much as anyone. Our… — Tom McCall Copy Share Image
No matter that we could be beheaded for this,” said Esa. “Heads are overrated.” “Yes, they are so unfashionable,” said Miri, imitating… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Our excessive tolerance with regard to suicide is due to the fact that, since the state of mind from which it springs… — Emile Durkheim Copy Share Image
“It was spring when it happened and the schoolroom windows were open all day long, and every afternoon after Billy left we… — Ellen Gilchrist Copy Share Image
[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
We are constantly telling ourselves what we most want to know, and at the same time are deaf to it. Why does… — Bonnie Friedman Copy Share Image
I try to show everybody Iceland all the time. My people are like, "Don't tell everybody the secret. It's so peaceful and… — Anita Briem Copy Share Image
And still the mad magnificent herald Spring assembles beauty from forgetfulness with the wild trump of April:witchery of sound and odour drives… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
To describe our growing up in the lowcountry of South Carolina, I would have to take you to the marsh on a… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“It was the face of spring, it was the face of summer, it was the warmness of clover breath. Pomegranate glowed in… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Summer is for music, and it’s time to turn up the volume! Whether you're strumming a guitar by the campfire, dancing to… — Life is Positive Copy Share Image
For my part, I rather distrust men or concerns that rise up with the speed of rockets. Sudden rises are sometimes followed… — B. C. Forbes 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
“Beautiful prairies, bordered by lofty hills sparsely scattered with timber, stretch around. The massive fronds of the Pinus Ponderosa replace the elegant… — Nancy Marguerite Anderson 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
They'll give you an Oscar if they think you're about to drop dead. The problem with The Oscars is, the average age… — Joe Bob Briggs Copy Share Image
Not for no cold did freeze, Nor any cloud beguile Th'eternal flowering spring — Torquato Tasso Copy Share Image
I've seen how this thing goes, the waves, the ins and outs of the season. — Ryan Tannehill Copy Share Image
![“[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on the brake. The brightest hour of unborn Spring, Through the winter wandering, Found, it seems, the halcyon Morn To hoar February born.” quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/5a5/percy-bysshe-shelley-476_awake_l-ike-thee-to-those-in-sorrow-comes-to-b_796386.jpg)
