Believe Quote by Mary Anne Radmacher

In Spite Of Unseasonable Rains And Unexpected Weather Of All Sorts... A Gardener Still Plants And Tends What They Have Planted... Believing That Good…

— Pacifiersucker

“A Robin said: The Spring will never come, And I shall never care to build again. A Rosebush said: These frosts are wearisome, My…

— Christina Rossetti

she had long accepted the fact that happiness is like swallows in Spring. It may come and nest under your eaves or it may…

— Elizabeth Goudge

“ventually Kathryn joined me by the lake with a blanket and picnic basket and entreated me to come away with her into the woods.…

— Michael Lister

“How can we ever lose interest in life? Spring has come again And cherry trees bloom in the mountains.”

— Ryokan

My heart is a garden tired with autumn, Heaped with bending asters and dahlias heavy and dark, In the hazy sunshine, the garden remembers…

— Sara Teasdale

“We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss- we…

— Maria Howe

Never give up hope, spring will come.

— Jessica Stern

“I've always wished that spring would come...because I was so afraid of the cold world, cloaked in white. It did nothing but make me…

— Hajin Yoo

“If I consider my body like the fields withered by winter, can I hope, though I am burnt, That spring will come again?”

— Anonymous

The spring wakes us, nurtures us and revitalizes us. How often does your spring come? If you are a prisoner of the calendar, it…

— Gary Zukav

You cannot force things to happen before their time. The Spring Will come and the flowers will blossom, but you cannot force the Spring.…

— Rajneesh

When you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come

— Robert H. Schuller

And then, despite everything, I smiled and looked at the note and knew that spring would come —it always does. so I stared out…

— Ally Carter

Spring had come. Despite the many wet and gusty days which April had thrust in rude challenge upon reluctant May, in the glory of…

— Ralph Connor