“Like busy bees in springtime, coming and going, sitting and standing, settling together and flying apart.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
But (Peresphone) was like, the goddess of flowers." Grover looked offended. "Springtime. — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face. — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The air is like a butterfly With frail blue wings. The happy earth looks at the sky And sings. — Joyce Kilmer Copy Share Image
They know who keep a broken tryst, Till something from the Spring be missed We have not truly known the Spring. — Robert Underwood Johnson Copy Share Image
“Clean air; bird song; fresh flowers; and the leaves unfurling on the twigs.” — Pierre D'Alverne 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 Lord doesn't love us for what we are or who we are; He loves us, because He can't help it." -… — Maureen Lang Copy Share Image
O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! I should like to… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
The sincerity of the art worker must permeate the song as naturally as the green leaves break through the dead branches in… — Alma Gluck Copy Share Image
I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become, I will always plant a large garden in the spring.… — Edward Giobbi Copy Share Image
After the last two years of springtime gas price spikes, nearly everyone in Southeast Wisconsin understands that something is wrong with our… — Jim Sensenbrenner Copy Share Image
Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring, With sudden passion languishing, Teaching barren moors to smile, Painting pictures mile on mile, Holds… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
'Tis spring; come out to ramble The hilly brakes around, For under thorn and bramble About the hollow ground The primroses are… — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
I remember that Michael Werner told me about a famous collector, and Michael set up an appointment for us to meet. This… — Georg Baselitz Copy Share Image
Love cannot accept what it is. Everywhere on earth it cries out against kindness, compassion, intelligence, everything that leads to compromise. Love… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
Then by the springtime, you'll see us moving an effort to cut taxes for working families, small businesses and family farms to… — Mike Pence Copy Share Image
Better watch out said a second voice from somewhere under the Beetle. Don't park those two kraut cars too close together; it's… — Mercedes Lackey Copy Share Image
In the springtime, we have softshell crab from Maryland, which I'd never had until I came to America. In the summer and… — Daniel Boulud Copy Share Image
When an almond tree became covered with blossoms in the heart of winter, all the trees around it began to jeer. 'What… — Nikos Kazantzakis Copy Share Image
With passion, if you see the first asparagus of the springtime and you become passionate about it, so much the better, but… — Thomas Keller Copy Share Image
It was that period in the vernal quarter when we may suppose the Dryads to be waking for the season. The vegetable… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
The fields are still ripe for harvesting (cf. Jn 4:35); God continues to give the growth (cf. 1 Cor 3:6). We can… — Pope Benedict XVI Copy Share Image
So Spring comes merry towards me here, but earns No answering smile from me, whose life is twin'd With the dead boughs… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
“sweet spring is your time is my time is our time for springtime is lovetime and viva sweet love (all the merry… — E. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Hark, I hear a robin calling! List, the wind is from the south! And the orchard-bloom is falling Sweet as kisses on… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
“Did I live the spring I’d sought? It’s true in joy, I walked along, took part in dance, and sang the song.… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“In Our Woods, Sometimes a Rare Music Every spring I hear the thrush singing in the glowing woods he is only passing… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
