“Spring!’ thought Miss Maszkerádi. ‘You are an idiot. I just don’t believe you!” — Gyula Krúdy Copy Share Image
We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la. — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring Lies open, writ in blossoms. — William Allingham Copy Share Image
The spring has sprung, the grass is rizz. I wonder where them birdies is? — A. A. Milne Copy Share Image
I'm looking forward to slightly alleviating the boredom of my life with the boredom of watching baseball. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
O lovely lily clean, O lily springing green, O lily bursting white, Dear lily of delight, Spring in my heart agen That… — John Masefield Copy Share Image
One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the spring come… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Anytime you're lucky enough to be on something that lasts longer than half a season, you never quite know what kind of… — James Roday Copy Share Image
Friendship that flows from the heart cannot be frozen by adversity, as the water that flows from the spring cannogt congeal in… — James F. Cooper Copy Share Image
We eat the year away. We eat the spring and the summer and the fall. We wait for something to grow and… — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
“A tree that is planted by the riverside blossoms all through because its environment has taking it beyond the realm of seasons.” — Ikechukwu Izuakor Copy Share Image
When spring comes to Paris the humblest mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise. — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
The great pulsation of nature beats too in my breast, and when I carol aloud, I am answered by a thousand-fold echo.… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
I want to give Irish kids something to be proud of back home. I want to bring out a stronger image of… — Sheamus Copy Share Image
Tis like the birthday of the world, When earth was born in bloom; The light is made of many dyes, The air… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing, And Winter slumbering in… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“To me it seems that youth is like spring, an overpraised season-- delightful if it happen to be a favoured one, but… — Samuel Butler Copy Share Image
In the spring of 1946 [Ho Chi Minh ] signed a provisional agreement with the French representative on a compromise solution to… — William J. Duiker Copy Share Image
Nothing is wrong with the inlet: It is the outlet that is obstructed. The water of life does not spring forth because… — Watchman Nee Copy Share Image
I mean, the job is Pearl Harbor. And you better not spends weeks and weeks and weeks trying to assign blame or… — Howard Warren Buffett Copy Share Image
How late is it? How long have we been sitting here? I look at my watch – three thirty and the day… — Jenny Downham Copy Share Image
You know, without my telling you, how sometimes a word or name eludes you, and you seek it through running ghosts of… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
The relationship between government and art must necessarily be a delicate one. It would not be appropriate for the government to try… — Jimmy Carter Copy Share Image
It was the month of May, the month when the foliage of herbs and trees is most freshly green, when buds ripened… — Thomas Malory Copy Share Image
We've begun at last to wonder about our origins, star stuff contemplating the stars, organized collections of ten billion billion billion atoms… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
“Not to waste the spring I threw down everything, And ran into the open world To sing what I could sing... To… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
Anytime new insight replaces an old assumption or a fossilized perception is the spring. New understandings sprout, new tolerances appear, and new… — Gary Zukav Copy Share Image
The spring is here, young and beautiful as ever, and absolutely shocking in its display of reckless maternity; but the Judas treewill… — Henry Adams Copy Share Image
Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees. — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
When I no longer thrill to the first snow of the season, I'll know I'm growing old. — Lady Bird Johnson Copy Share Image