“My skin soaks up his tough like I am a parched desert, desperate for spring rain.” — Rae Carson Copy Share Image
My heart is in a world of water and crystal, My clothes are damp in this time of spring rains. — Du Fu Copy Share Image
Expect to have hope rekindled. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again. — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
“...beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
As never before, he understood the vitality of tradition, the dignity of the worship of what had existed before one's own self… — Nancy Holder Copy Share Image
“Stavia saw herself as in a picture, from the outside, a darkly cloaked figure moving along a cobbled street, the stones sheened… — Sheri S. Tepper Copy Share Image
A warm, rainy day-this is how it feels when friends get together. Friend refreshes friend then, as flowers do each others, in… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“Green trees against the sky in the spring rain while the sky set off the spring trees in the obscuration. Red flowers… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
“Not being changed by prayer is sort of life standing in the middle of a spring rain without getting wet. It's hard… — Steve Brown Copy Share Image
Gentle feelings produce profoundly beneficial effects upon stern natures. It is the spring rain which melts the ice-covering of the earth, and… — Fredrika Bremer Copy Share Image
“Also, tonight he reeks too much of beer and cloying cologne. This is a disappointment because I always assumed that a perfect… — Hannah Harrington Copy Share Image
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Arab children, Corn ears of the future, You will break our chains, Kill the opium in our heads, Kill the illusions. Arab… — Nizar Qabbani Copy Share Image
“Someone takes me in his arms. “Hans?” I ask weakly. There is no reply. Only the sensation of long fingers running along… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
In the spring rain, the pond and the river become one. Into every life some rain must fall. Usually when your car… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
“I am a black stone, the size of a kitchen stove. They wash me in the stream every summer and sing over… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“After I’m gone, I want to leave behind my memory. I want the dead leaves during fall to crack like my heart… — Elizabeth Heller Copy Share Image
“If it makes you happier – I’m free.’ The rain came in sudden great swathes across the tree-tops and hit the windows… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
They kissed for the first time then in the cold spring rain, though neither one of them now knew that it was… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Spring. Blooms break forth from the startled earth. The sky laughs. The trees, abashed, dress themselves in verdant green. And the heavens… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“She wanted to touch him, to throw her arms around him — but something held her back. Maybe it was the fear… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
The spring rains woke the dormant tillers, and bright green shoots sprang from the moist earth and rose like sleepers stretching after… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I. IN WINTER Myself Pale mornings, and I rise. Still Morning Snow air--my fingers curl. Awakening New snow, O pine of dawn!… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
“Rose sat all alone in the big best parlor, with her little handkerchief laid ready to catch the first tear, for she… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“I should bring you home,' he murmured, but he didn't move to drag me to my feet. Instead, I felt a slight… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
The best things in life are: 1.Falling in love for the first time 2.Knowing someone loves you back 3.Turning 16 4.Eating ice… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
“The present is the transition point between the past and future and flows like a river moving towards the ocean of one’s… — Francis Fesmire Copy Share Image
“April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.… — Thomas Stearns Eliot Copy Share Image
God descends to earth like fresh spring rain, and at every level his grace is received differently. For some it feels like… — Deepak Chopra Copy Share Image
Walter loves the sea, and I need it in some elemental way that I cannot even come close to verbalizing. I become… — Anne Rivers Siddons Copy Share Image
