No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. — John Donne Copy Share Image
To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. — Ecclesiastes 3:1 Copy Share Image
I've seen a lot of seasons, change in my time. It's been a very lucky life. — Tom Brokaw Copy Share Image
Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious time that each of us observes, in his own way, by… — Dave Barry Copy Share Image
Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature, and is purifying only in so far as there is a natural and… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
No one can look at a pine tree in winter without knowing that spring will come again in due time. — Frank Bolles Copy Share Image
Indoors or out, no one relaxes in March, that month of wind and taxes, the wind will presently disappear, the taxes last… — Ogden Nash Copy Share Image
What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I have then with pleasure concluded with Solomon, Everything is beautiful in his season. — Izaak Walton Copy Share Image
A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. — Amelia Earhart Copy Share Image
The Creator, the fountain of all wisdom, the approver of perpetual order, the eternal and superessential spring of geometry and harmonics. — Johannes Kepler Copy Share Image
“We have, by God's grace, been given another day to serve and love, laugh and learn, pray and ponder. Spring is ready… — Rosaria Champagne Butterfield Copy Share Image
Voluptuous bloom and fragrance rare The summer to its rose may bring; Far sweeter to the wooing air The hidden violet of… — Bayard Taylor Copy Share Image
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
There is this tremendous amount of arrogance and hubris, where somebody can look at something for five minutes and dismiss it. Whether… — Penn Jillette Copy Share Image
“Somewhere, out in the infinite distance, lay the spring, at least in God's mind, like babies that are not yet conceived in… — Halldór Laxness Copy Share Image
Next year [2017], we are going to hold a series of events there that we would like to call Russian Seasons [in… — Vladimir Putin Copy Share Image
The sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother, And every song-bird shout awhile for her;… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
You will taste a way of life profoundly nourishing and from your tongue may spring a song or poem or sentence or… — Emily Saliers Copy Share Image
What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
In Romans 7, St. Paul says, "The law is spiritual." What does that mean? If the law were physical, then it could… — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
“It is easy to mistake the fallowness of winter for wasted time and space. But this view obscures the necessity of winter… — Kari Leibowitz Copy Share Image
“We must have beginner's mind, free from possessing anything, a mind that knows everything is in flowing change. Nothing exists but momentarily… — Shunryu Suzuki Copy Share Image
When you have to face up to the fact that marriage to the man you love is really over, that's very tough,… — Ava Gardner Copy Share Image
Saturday morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
I love this word decadence, all shimmering in purple and gold. It suggests the subtle thoughts of ultimate civilization, a high literary… — Paul Verlaine Copy Share Image
Want to talk third wave feminism, you could cite Ariel Levy and the idea that women have internalized male oppression. Going to… — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
I'll play more golf during the season than I'll play in the off-season. — John Smoltz Copy Share Image
It is only alone, truly alone that one bursts apart, springs forth. — Maria Isabel Barreno Copy Share Image