For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter. — Janet Frame Copy Share Image
We need spring. We need it desperately, and, usually, we need it before God is willing to give it to us. — Peter Gzowski Copy Share Image
It is better to remember our love as it was in the springtime. — Bess Streeter Aldrich Copy Share Image
March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes and a laugh in her voice. — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go. — Christopher Morley Copy Share Image
“Winter has frozen my heart. I can’t wait to drink a glass of spring.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya 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
The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
March is the month of expectation, The things we do not know, The Persons of Prognostication Are coming now. We try to… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
Glory, glory, said the Bee, Hallelujah, said the Flea. Praise the Lord, remarked the Wren. At springtime all is born-again. — Eric Metaxas Copy Share Image
Earth, my dearest, oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over...Unspeakably, I have belonged to you, from… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
A gush of bird song, a patter of dew A cloud and a rainbow's warning; Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue An April… — Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford Copy Share Image
“Rising through the winter fog, spring is already here. If I could have one wish come true, I would wish to live… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“Winter passed, and the world around began to wake. The birds returned to the kingdom and set about readying their nests, deer… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
When the clouds shake their hyssops, and the rain Like holy water falls upon the plain, 'Tis sweet to gaze upon the… — Francis Ledwidge Copy Share Image
Autumn is the Sabbath of the year; the time to think of all the past: nature's calm twilight before the darkness. It… — Cunningham Geikie Copy Share Image
“Poetry reveals to us the loveliness of nature, brings back the freshness of youthful feelings, reviews the relish of simple pleasures, keeps… — William Ellery Channing Copy Share Image
The diligent reading of Sacred Scripture accompanied by prayer brings about that intimate dialogue in which the person reading hears God who… — Pope Benedict XVI Copy Share Image
Just as I wonder whether it's going to die, the orchid blossoms and I can't explain why it moves my heart, why… — Sam Hamill Copy Share Image
My wretched feet, flayed and swollen to lameness by the sharp air of January, began to heal and subside under the gentler… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which should forever… — Helen Hunt Jackson Copy Share Image
A human life has seasons much as the earth has seasons, each time with its own particular beauty and power. And gift.… — Rachel Naomi Remen Copy Share Image
“Every moment the patches of green grew bigger and the patches of snow grew smaller. Every moment more and more of the… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
Yes, we could talk to you for days on end about all the bad first dates. Those are stories. Funny stories. Awkward… — David Levithan Copy Share Image
Do you know, we're right underneath Springtime Parish? This place is the opposite of springtime. Everything past prime, boarded up for the… — Catherynne M. Valente 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
“Springtime in Massachusetts is depressing for those who embrace a progressive view of history and experience. It does not gradually develop as… — Rebecca Harrington 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
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
