Bitter Quote by John Burroughs

A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.

— John Burroughs

“Sifting through the sieve of branches, a dusting of sugar over the cereal of dead leaves. An inch of snow accumulated through the night:…

— Leah Hager Cohen

O frost bitten blossoms, That are unfolding your wings From out the envious black branches. Bloom quickly and make much of the sunshine. The…

— William Carlos Williams

When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I…

— Dallas Lore Sharp

“It was that time of the year, the turning-point of summer, when the crops of the present year are a certainty, when one begins…

— Leo Tolstoy

A soul that is ruined in the bud will frequently return to the springtime of its beginning and its promise-filled childhood, as though it…

— Hermann Hesse

Sweet is the air with the budding haws, and the valley stretching for miles below Is white with blossoming cherry-trees, as if just covered…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines…

— John Keats

Before the reward there must be labor. You plant before you harvest. You sow in tears before you reap joy.

— Ralph Ransom

In New York and New England the sap starts up in the sugar maple the very day the bluebird arrives, and sugar-making begins forthwith.…

— John Burroughs

With the ripening of the fruits in Autumn the leaves begin to wither and the trees, taking up their sap from the earth through…

— Marcus Vitruvius Pollio

There is continual spring, and harvest there Continual, both meeting at one time: For both the boughs do laughing blossoms bear, And with fresh…

— Edmund Spenser