spring Quotes

“Spring is the time of plans and projects.”

The earth had donned her mantle of brightest green; and shed her richest perfumes abroad. It was the prime and vigour of the year; all things were glad and flourishing.

The earth had donned her mantle of brightest green; and shed her richest perfumes abroad. It was the prime and vigour of the year; all things were glad and flourishing.

“The Yukon was straining to break loose the ice that bound it down.”

“The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life. This murmur arose from all the land, fraught with the joy of living.”

“She sets down the bucket and undoes the latch. For a few seconds, all she does is breathe in the scent of the flowers, and then she turns to me and, without a word, kisses me. When she pulls away, she says, ‘No more winter at all. Finch, you brought me spring.’”

“The spring can’t last.”

“There was something tender and gentle about our love, something a little shy, that was like early spring.”

“The aged winter fled away Before the bugles of the May, And love, dear love, arose. But when spring’s glory goes The lilacs of our love shall stay, Forever Maytime sweet and gay, Until the lilacs close Beneath the deathly snows.”

“Tough mindedness without tenderheartedness is cold and detached, leaving one’s life in a perpetual winter devoid of the warmth of spring in the gentle heat of summer. ”

“Over increasingly large areas of the United States, spring now comes unheralded by the return of the birds, and the early mornings are strangely silent where once they were filled with the beauty of bird song.”

“Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.”

“I have looked upon all that the universe has to hold of horror, and even the skies of spring and the flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to me.”

“Spring is terribly exciting when you are living right in it”

“As you see it it is, while the seeing lasts, dark nightmare-history, time-as-coffin; but where the water was rigid there will be fish, and men will survive on their flesh till spring. It’s coming, my brother. . . . Though you murder the world, transmogrify life into I and it, strong searching roots will crack your cave and rain will cleanse it: The world will burn green, sperm build again.”

“Look back to those who lived before and look to those who live now. Like grain the mortal decays and like grain again springs up (is reborn).”

“The rosy gleam of his lip, the fevered gleam of his eyes. There was not a line anywhere on his face, nothing creased or graying; all crisp. He was spring, golden and bright. Envious death would drink his blood, and grow young again.”

“Then the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. In those days, though, the spring always came finally; but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.”

“There came a time near dawn on the eve of spring, and Luthien danced upon a green hill; and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars, seeing the sun behind the walls of the world;”

“The April’s in her eyes. It is love’s spring, And these the showers to bring it on.”

“When in April the sweet showers fall And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all The veins are bathed in liquor of such power As brings about the engendering of the flower”

“That is one good thing about this world...there are always sure to be more springs.”

“There was no time to lose, no time to waste in rest or play. The life of the earth comes up with a rush in the springtime.”

“Toad blinked in the bright sun. ‘Help!‘, said Toad. ‘I cannot see anything.’ ‘Don’t be silly,’ said Frog. ‘What you see is the clear warm light of April.’ ”

“Sarah came in the spring. She came through green grass fields that bloomed with Indian paintbrush, red and orange, and blue-eyed grass.”

″... until Spring arrives one lovely day when in her carriage, pulled by butterflies.”

“He sat next to the fire for the rest of the day, dreaming of spring and summer.”

“The snows came. Leo’s father wasn’t watching. But Leo still wasn’t blooming. The trees budded. Leo’s father wasn’t watching. But Leo still wasn’t blooming.”

“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”

“The bear sets out at the beginning of spring and finds fun around every corner, such as watching bunnies hop and smelling flowers. When the bear finds something unpleasant, like a smelly skunk or a prickly porcupine, he learns that the five senses have both good and bad traits. ”

“He packed a shawl his wife wove on a loom from yarn spun at the spinning wheel from sheep sheared in April.”

“He packed potatoes they dug from their garden – but first he counted out potatoes enough to eat all winter and potatoes for seed next spring.”

“and in April they sheared the sheep, spun yarn and wove and knitted”

“We like our old tree, our home in the tree; We swing in the Spring.”

“Drac and the Gremlin spring before General Min can attack. The General is caught by surprise. With a howl of despair she flees deep into the jungle.”

“One is the Springmouse who turns on the showers. Then comes the Summer who paints in the flowers. The Fallmouse is next with the walnuts and wheat. And Winter is last…with little cold feet.”

“Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away.”

“As the Little House settled down on her new foundation, she smiled happily. Once again she could watch the sun and moon and stars. Once again she could watch Spring and Summer and Fall and Winter come and go.”

“Never again would she be curious about the city...Never again would she want to live there...The stars twinkled above her...The new moon was coming up...It was Spring...And all was quiet and peaceful in the country.”

“One fine spring morning there were six baby Plumpsters in the nest. Mr. Plumpster was delighted, and he invited his friends round to celebrate.”

‘She loved both spring and fall. At the turning of the year things seemed to stir in her, that were lost sight of in the commonplace stretches of winter and summer.”

“The Spirits that haunted the trees sat combing their long hair, and on the north side of the tree trunks, baby mice dug tunnels amongst the snowflakes. ‘Happy Spring!’ said an elderly Earthworm.”

When Slim, the hired man who spends his spring and summer months working on the Pennsylvania farm owned by eight-year-old Benjy’s father, must head south for the winter, he entrusts his tame fox Goldie to the young Amish boy.

“He was addled with April. He was dizzy with Spring. He was as drunk as Lem Forrester on a Saturday night.”

“She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: ‘Winter is dead.‘”

“The colour of William’s tongue would have put to shame Spring’s freshest tints.”

“This is the story of the gnomes’ epic journey, set against the background of the English countryside, beginning in spring, continuing through summer, and concluding in autumn, when the first frosts are starting to arrive.”

“The people of Gotham loved the spring. Every year they waited for the cold, hard winter to finish so they could enjoy the long sunny days and dance and merry. ‘Oh, it’s fine to be alive in Gotham in the spring,’ they would agree. But spring only comes once a year.”

“Spring comes when the cuckoo calls, ad the cuckoo’s disappearance means that summer is coming, then autumn, and then the cold, hard winter.′ Everyone agreed that was very clever. ‘My idea is this: if we caught a cuckoo and kept it in Gotham all year, then spring would have to say in Gotham, too.”

It was a fine spring morning in the forest as he started out. Little soft clouds played happily in a blue sky, skipping from time to time in front of the sun as if they had come to put it out, and then sliding away suddenly so that the next might have his turn. Through them and between them the sun shone bravely; and a copse which had worn its firs all the year round seemed old and dowdy now beside the new green lace which the beeches had put on so prettily.

“Catherine, last spring at this time, I was longing to have you under this roof; now, I wish you were a mile or two up those hills: the air blows so sweetly, I feel that it would cure you.”