Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'
The naked earth is warm with Spring,
And with green grass and bursting trees
Leans to the sun's kiss glorying,
And quivers in the sunny breeze.
Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!
With the coming of spring, I am calm again.
Hoe while it is spring, and enjoy the best anticipations. It is not much matter if things do not turn out well.
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 the wing The snail's on the thorn God's in his heaven- All's right with the world
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.
No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn. April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.
From the end spring new beginnings.
God is in his Heaven, all's right with the world.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Oh, Spring! I want to go out and feel you and get inspiration. My old things seem dead. I want fresh contacts, more vital searching.
April is a promise that May is bound to keep.
When you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come
Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become, I will always plant a large garden in the spring. Who can resist the feelings of hope and joy that one gets from participating in nature's rebirth?
I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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