But, you know, I just did a big trip in the spring to Vietnam and Cambodia and Thailand, and that's when I… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
The season for enjoying the fullness of life - partaking of the harvest, sharing the harvest with others, and reinvesting and saving… — Denis Waitley Copy Share Image
I was very unhappy about being killed off on 'Supernatural' in season 7. — Jim Beaver Copy Share Image
“Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A large part of the art of instruction lies in making the difficulty of new problems large enough to challenge thought, and… — John Dewey Copy Share Image
“Like a great ship, this season has run aground. Dawn and dusk alternate at an old man's pace. I live alone in… — Ge Fei Copy Share Image
Racism springs from the lie that certain human beings are less than fully human. It's a self-centered falsehood that corrupts our minds… — Alveda King Copy Share Image
Making coffee has become the great compromise of the decade. It's the only thing "real" men do that doesn't seem to threaten… — Erma Bombeck Copy Share Image
Again rejoicing Nature sees Her robe assume its vernal hues Her leafy locks wave in the breeze, All freshly steep'd in the… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
The energy that actually shapes the world springs from emotions - racial pride, leader-worship, religious belief, love of war - which liberal… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Much earnest philosphical thought is born of the life which springs from close association with nature. — Laura Gilpin Copy Share Image
We say that flowers return every spring, but that is a lie. It is true that the world is renewed. It is… — Daniel Abraham Copy Share Image
The seasons change their manners, as the year Had found some months asleep and leapt them over. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I had not thought of violets of late, The wild, shy kind that springs beneath you feet In wistful April days. — Alice Dunbar Nelson Copy Share Image
“A Robin said: The Spring will never come, And I shall never care to build again. A Rosebush said: These frosts are… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“When bullying April bruised mine eyes With sleet-bound appetites and crude Experiments of green, I still was wise And kissed the blossoming… — Cecil Day-Lewis Copy Share Image
Every wild apple shrub excites our expectation thus, somewhat as every wild child. It is, perhaps, a prince in disguise. What a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
But days even earlier than these, in April, have a charm, — even days that seem raw and rainy, when the sky… — Thomas Wentworth Higginson Copy Share Image
We ought to deal kindly with all, and to manifest those qualities which spring naturally from a heart tender and full of… — St. Vincent Copy Share Image
