Spring Quotes by Randall Wallace, Paulo Coelho, Walter Scott, Louis Dudek, Daniel Defoe, Charles Kingsley and many others.
I soared above the song birds
And never heard them sing
I lived my life in winter
And then you brought the spring
And never heard them sing
I lived my life in winter
And then you brought the spring
In the northern hemisphere, always dressing according to the season: bare arms in spring (however cold it is) and woolen jacket in winter (however hot it is).
Tears are the softening showers which cause the seed of heaven to spring up in the human heart.
All the ills of mankind spring from belonging to a race, a nation, a city, a group of some kind. The ideal would be to belong to none, and to care for allbut who is capable of that?
And which I take notice of here, to put those discontented people in mind of it, who cannot enjoy comfortably what God has given them, because they see and covet something that he has not given them. All our discontents about what we want appeared to me to spring from the want of thankfulness for what we have.
Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
I worked consistently on Broadway from when I was 8 years old through ‘Spring Awakening,’ which I left in 2008.
Pity! Religion has so seldom found
A skilful guide into poetic ground!
The flowers would spring where’er she deign’d to stray
And every muse attend her in her way.
A skilful guide into poetic ground!
The flowers would spring where’er she deign’d to stray
And every muse attend her in her way.
To begin at the beginning: It is a spring moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black.
I hate Science. It denies a man’s responsibility for his own deeds, abolishes the brotherhood that springs from God’s fatherhood. It is a hectoring, dictating expertise, which makes the least lovable of the Church Fathers seem liberal by contrast.
O spring, I know thee! Seek for sweet surprise / In the young children’s eyes. / But I have learnt the years, and know the yet / Leaf-folded violet.
All things seem possible in May.
Heliotrope. To be sowed in the spring. A delicious flower, but I suspect it must be planted in boxes and kept in the house in the winter. The smell rewards the care.
Rivers neede a spring.
The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
I saw Ronnie Hawkins play near my hometown, Port Dover, Ontario, and I saw him play there on New Year’s Eve and the following spring I booked myself to be his opening act on maybe five shows, and he hired me after the first night.
See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs,
And mounts exulting on triumphant wings;
Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound,
Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.
And mounts exulting on triumphant wings;
Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound,
Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.
He can make the dry parched ground of my soul to become a pool and my thirsty barren heart as springs of water. Yes he can make this habitation of dragons this heart which is so full of abominable lusts and fiery temptations to be a place of bounty and fruitfulness unto Himself
School can become a temple of learning only when the student, the guardian, and the society, in harmony, endeavor to make it a place of pursuit for education, a sadhana; where the spring of punctuality, sanctity and thirst for knowledge flows.
I’m not the spring chicken everyone wants. I’ve got a debilitating illness. The brave face is ‘I’m busy with work’ but I’ve sort of chucked myself on the scrapheap. That’s why I’m single. I’ve resigned myself to being a difficult woman.
Every morning, just like in Alabama, I got up with the sun, ate my breakfast even before my mother and sisters and brothers, and went to school, winter, spring, and fall alike to run and jump and bend my body this way and that for Mr. Charles Riley.
Much earnest philosphical thought is born of the life which springs from close association with nature.
Then in 1969, I spent the spring term at Cornell University in New York. The invasion of August 1968 had already happened, but the hardline regime took several months to crack down on dissidents.
I was probably about 13 or 14, and I went by myself to the City Auditorium in Colorado Springs and saw the guy who wrote and sang “Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polkadot Bikini.” Brian something. And I got to meet him and he signed an autograph for me, a little piece of paper. Brian Hyland! It was so bizarre.
From labour health, from health contentment spring; contentment opes the source of every joy.
Spring is worth the wait. Life is worth the death.
Burn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic; but destroy our farms and the grass will grow in the streets of every city in the country.
I approach spring training the same way every year.
When we feel weak, all we have to do is wait a little while. The spring returns and the winter snows melt and fill us with new energy.
I could not be so sure of Spring / Save that it sings in me.
I’m so excited for readers to get their hands on ‘The Spring Girls.’
Oh! faint delicious spring-time violet, Thine odor like a key, Turns noiselessly in memory’s wards to let A thought of sorrow free.
To be a born American citizen seems a guarantee against pauperism; and this, perhaps, springs from the virtue of a vote.
I might have missed my calling as an editor. In the spring, the sight of my empty garden beds gives me the horticultural equivalent of writers’ block: So much space! So many plants to choose among, and yet none of them seem quite right!
It were as wise to cast a violet into a crucible that you might discover the formal principle of its color and odor, as seek to transfuse from one language into another the creations of a poet. The plant must spring again from its seed, or it will bear no flower — and this is the burthen of the curse of Babel.
My life and most people’s lives are a series of little miracles — strange coincidences which spring from uncontrollable impulses and give rise to incomprehensible dreams. We spend a lot of time pretending that we are normal, but underneath the surface each one of us knows that he or she is unique.
It’s terrifying to see someone inside of whom a vital spring seems to have been broken. It’s particularly terrifying to see him in your mirror.
The very impulse to write springs from an inner chaos crying for order – for meaning.
From abundance springs satiety.
Nebraska would like me to graduate in December and start college second semester so I can go through spring practice with them. But I want to stay around and be in high school. Your senior year is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and I don’t want to cut that experience short.
Life – life – life! ‘Tis the sole great thing
This side of death,
Heart on heart in the wonder of Spring!
This side of death,
Heart on heart in the wonder of Spring!
The practicality of technology may distinguish it from art, but both spring from a similar, distinctly human yearning.
People who write about spring training not being necessary have never tried to throw a baseball.
It is no coincidence that in the wake of the Arab Spring, investment in youth-related initiatives, especially related to employment, has increased sharply.
We expect to keep our writing sessions going until late spring, then to play some new material in a few secret club dates. The record will likely take a long time and may not surface until 1999!
To model our political system upon speculations of lasting tranquility, is to calculate on the weaker springs of the human character.
Christian Research Institute want to remain relevant with respect to the culture’s issues and the reason we want to do that is so that people can use the deviations as spring boards or opportunities to share the truth, light, grace and peace that only Jesus Christ can bring to the human heart.
Evil springs up, and flowers, and bears no seed, And feeds the green earth with its swift decay, Leaving it richer for the growth of truth.
Sunk in the grass of an empty lot on a spring Saturday, I split the stems of milkweed and thought about ants and peach pits and death and where the world went when I closed my eyes.
So complex is the human spirit that it can itself scarce discern the deep springs which impel it to action.
The grape Hyacinth is the favorite spring flower of my garden – but no! I though a minute ago the Scilla was! and what place has the Violet? the Flower de Luce? I cannot decide, but this I know – it is some blue flower.
Spring is all about looser garments.
Fantasy is no good unless the seed it springs from is a truth, a truth about human beings.
As a kid in the projects, I always looked forward to spring break. We’d either have cousins visiting us for the week from up north, and we’d all play sports together, or sometimes I’d go to Vero Beach and hang with my cousins there.
God is His own motive. His love is not drawn out by our loveableness, but wells up, like an artesian spring, from the depths of His nature.
Be faithful in all your exercises of piety and virtue; be always resigned; be satisfied, in the superior part of your soul, to taste, without relish, the contentment of doing God’s will. Thus after the winter the spring will come, with its flowers, and you will hear the voice of the turtle-dove in this land.
In the spring of 1946 [Ho Chi Minh ] signed a provisional agreement with the French representative on a compromise solution to the dispute over Vietnamese independence. Once again, he might have been naive in hoping that a compromise was really possible.
Shipwreck in youth is sorrowful enough, but one looks for storms at the spring equinox. Yet it is the September equinox that drowns.
Whatever does not spring from a man’s free choice, or is only the result of instruction and guidance, does not enter into his very being, but still remains alien to his true nature; he does not perform it with truly human energies, but merely with mechanical exactness.
Forget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting.
Daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty.
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty.
I shot Barton Fink in July and moved out to LA that fall. The movie came out in the spring and it was a year before I got Wings.
There are no ordinary feelings. Just as there are no ordinary spring days or kicked over cans of paint.
I can’t feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.
From dawn to dusk, winter to spring, summer & autumn; the contrasts of nature refresh the mind & renew our sense of balance
It is essential to happiness that our way of living should spring from our own deep impulses and not from the accidental tastes and desires of those who happen to be our neighbors, or even our relations.
Hope springs eternal, even in politics.
It’s because of you when I’m in bed in the morning that I can wind my spring and tell myself I have to live another good day.
There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you.
Adrian’s new research partner stepped through the door, and I knew the uneasy peace we’d just established in Palm Springs was about to shatter. Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
It is more important what the jobs report shows in December and January — that will affect how many rate hikes we’ll have this spring.
Good resolutions are a pleasant crop to sow. -The seed springs up so readily, and the blossoms open so soon with such a brave show, especially at first. But when the time of flowers has passed, what as to the fruit?
Love knows no winter; no, no! It is, and remains the sign of spring.
I have looked upon all the universe has to hold of horror,and even the skies of spring and flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to me.
It’s June in January Because I’m in love It always is spring in my heart with you in my arms.
As you know with the Arab Spring, there were no dividends.
When we finish this tour we are going to begin writing and go into the studio to hopefully have a brand new Foreigner album out in early spring next year. This will be the first Foreigner album out in about ten years.
Do not wish an everlasting spring! Without tasting the winter, you cannot get pleasure out of the spring!
You must await your thirst and allow it to become complete: otherwise you will never discover your spring, which can never be anyone else’s!
In spring training I’m in every newspaper (in Korea) every day. In the regular season, they watch it on TV.
I never see that prettiest thing- A cherry bough gone white with Spring- But what I think, “How gay ‘twould be To hang me from a flowering tree.
Some springs are acid, as at Lyncestus and in Italy in the Velian country, at Teano in Campania, and in many other places. These when used in drinks have the power of breaking up stones in the bladder, which form in the human body.
Fretting springs from a determination to get our own way.
Every season hath its pleasure; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard’s ruby treasuries Brighten Autumn’s sob’rer time.
Christ is redemption only as He actually redeems and delivers our nature from sin. If He is not the law and spring of a new spirit of life, He is nothing. “As many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God,” as many, no more.
If you try to grasp Zen in movement, it goes into stillness. If you try to grasp Zen in stillness, it goes into movement. It is like a fish hidden in a spring, drumming up waves and dancing independently.
Patience, piety, and salutary knowledge spring up and ripen under the harrow of affliction; before there is wine or oil, the grape must be trodden and the oil pressed.
Once I got old enough to start making my own bread for real, hustling and doing everything I was doing, I was coming to Atlanta for spring and summer breaks.
We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night.
When I was younger, I used to be the cheater. But I’m not talking about going all the way…. I wasn’t doing that in high school! I’d have boyfriends and then spring break would come around and I’d be a little bit naughty.
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair
The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing,
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.
The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing,
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.
When we finished the tour we had been writing together for a year. We moved forward from there and have just now finished our record. We’re having a new record out in the Spring.
I think about my mother every day. But usually the thoughts are fleeting – she crosses my mind like a spring cardinal that flies past the edge of your eye: startling, luminous, lovely… gone.
I feel as good now as I have any other spring training.
Medicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They’ll just spring on you like a ninja.
One of my favorite things about ‘Spring Awakening’ is that it is enjoyable and important for both kids and adults to see.
Jem: I know what you’re thinking. Tessa:I don’t think you do. You’re think, If they call this damp nastiness summer, what must winter be like? You’d be surprised. Winter’s actually much the same. It’s spring that’s really lovely. Tessa:Is it? Jem:No. It’s actually quite foggy and wet as well.
The thorns which I have reap’d are of the tree I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed. I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
ZEN is MEDITATION. ARCHY is Social Order. ZENARCHY is the Social Order which springs from Meditation. As a doctrine, it holds Universal Enlightenment a prerequisite to abolition of the State, after which a State will inevitably vanish. Or – that failing – nobody will give a damn.
The first sparrow of spring! The year beginning with younger hope than ever!
The body
whips the soul. In its great desire
it demands the elixir
In the roar of spring,
transmutations.
whips the soul. In its great desire
it demands the elixir
In the roar of spring,
transmutations.
Revolution is like a love story. When you are in love, you become a much better person. And when you are in revolution, you become a much better person.
I don’t fear death; I fear remaining silent in the face of injustice. I am young and I want to live. But I say to those that would eliminate my voice: I am ready, wherever and whenever you might strike. You can cut down the flower, but nothing can stop the coming of the spring.
That is beautiful which is produced by the inner need, which springs from the soul.
Spring beckons! All things to the call respond; the trees are leaving and cashiers abscond.
Crimes spring from fixed ideas.
From the end spring new beginnings.
Choice springs from the totality of the person. Thus, to study, to analyze what a person is, does not eliminate the idea of freedom.
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year’s pleasant king
While strength is the natural quality of an individual seen in isolation, power springs up between men when they act together and vanishes the moment they disperse.
For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green.
In religion faith does not spring out of feeling, but feeling out of faith. The less we feel the more we should trust. We cannot feel right till we have believed.
Language most shows a man; speak that I may see thee; it springs out of the most retired and inmost parts of us, and is the image of the parent of it, the mind. No glass renders a man’s form or likeness so true as his speech.
Spring’s first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience.
Creativity springs from the yearning to be the fullness of who you are.
This is quotes copyright В© By Pumpkin Limited
This is quotes copyright В© By Pumpkin Limited
All our discontents about what we want appeared to spring from the want of thankfulness for what we have.
I created my own space, which was called the cave. It was a live/work space in downtown Los Angeles on 7th and Spring. When I lived there it was quite derelict. I got this massive space and half of it was my bedroom and the other half of it was the back room – no [natural] light, all fluorescent lights.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love. In the depths there is a spring with all the water your heart is thirsty for.
Grace is always present. You imagine it as something high in the sky, far away, something that has to descend. It is really inside you, in your heart. When the mind rests in its source, grace rushes forth, sprouting as from a spring within you.
His Majesty [the Lord] . . . rewards great services with trials, and there can be no better reward, for out of trials springs love for God.
The last fling of winter is over … The earth, the soil itself, has a dreaming quality about it. It is warm now to the touch; it has come alive; it hides secrets that in a moment, in a little while, it will tell.
If the Arab Spring was a large nail in the coffin of al-Qaeda’s ideology, the death of bin Laden was an equally large nail in the coffin of al-Qaeda the organization.
Muslims have been subjected to so many tyrants and oppressive regimes. That’s what the Arab Spring was about, but the problem comes in trying to direct a revolution.
To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter… to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring – these are some of the rewards of the simple life.
I admit that I sometimes climbed on other fellows’ backs. But I used to watch the flight of the ball perhaps more than the other fellow did. Perfect timing, a deep breath and a natural spring then helped me to get above them.
YOUR HEART IS FULL of fertile seeds, waiting to sprout. Just as a lotus flower springs from the mire to bloom splendidly, the interaction of the cosmic breath causes the flower of the spirit to bloom and bear fruit in this world.
I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.
It’s a helluva start, being able to recognize what makes you happy.
People do not spring forth out of the blue, fully formed – they become themselves slowly, day by day, starting from babyhood. They are the result of both environment and heredity, and your fictional characters, in order to be believable, must be also.
Spring and summer in Pittsburgh mean outdoor festivals.
In the spring of 1957, Mickey Mantle was the king of New York. He had the Triple Crown to prove it, having become only the 12th player in history to earn baseball’s gaudiest jewel. In 1956, he had finally fulfilled the promise of his promise, batting .353, with 52 homers and 130 RBIs. Everybody loved Mickey.
There ain’t no time to be wasted, the world is going under…
Nowadays, can’t tell Fall from Spring, and Winter from Summer.
Nowadays, can’t tell Fall from Spring, and Winter from Summer.
You mean guys don’t get injured in spring training? Guys get hurt walking down the street.
All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds that softly sing.
In California in the early Spring, There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day, The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain – Well, I have dreamed this coast myself.
… deprived of pain, and also deprived of danger, able to do what it wants, [Nature] does not need us, nor understands our deserts, and it cannot be angry.
Cultivate simplicity or rather should I say banish elaborateness, for simplicity springs spontaneous from the heart.
Youth is like spring, an over praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
Creative arts, new inventions, and new ideas spring from those blessed with imagination, and magic stimulates imagination. It is no coincidence that many artists, writers, and dancers are interested in magic.
The grandeur of the acts of men are measured by the inspiration from which they spring.
That love for one, from which there doth not spring Wide love for all, is but a worthless thing.
One of the springs of poetry is joy.
Yet birth, and lust, and illness, and death are changeless things, and when one of these harsh facts springs out upon a man at some sudden turn of the path of life, it dashes off for the moment his mask of civilization and gives a glimpse of the stranger and stronger face below.
For at least two thirds of our miseries spring from human stupidity, human malice and those great motivators and justifiers of malice and stupidity, idealism, dogmatism and proselytizing zeal on behalf of religious or political idols
They [anarchists] spring from a single seed, no matter the flowering of their ideas. The seed is liberty. And that is all it is. It is not a socialist seed. It is not a capitalist seed. It is not a mystical seed. It is not a determinist seed. It is simply a statement. We can be free. After that it’s all choice and chance.
All errors spring up in the neighborhood of some truth; they grow round about it, and, for the most part, derive their strength from such contiguity.
A delicate fabric of bird song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?
I think that the Almighty gave springtime to a tired world so that its peoples might know rest. I think that He gave it to a troubled world so that the world’s inhabitants might find peace. I think He gave it to a discouraged world so that hope and faith might be reborn!
Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall. Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone. Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring.
God sees the secret springs of human action, and knows the hearts of all living.
If someone has repented once of a sin, and again does the same sin, this is a sign that he has not been cleansed of the causes of the sin, wherefrom, as from a root, the shoots spring forth again.
But I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from it.
I was like a clock that had exploded- my springs were hanging out, my hands were cockeyed, and my numbers were falling off.
We could never have loved the earth so well if we had no childhood in it if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass . . .
Fresh spring the herald of love’s mighty king.
Love will put a spring in your step and a bounce in your heart.
I strongly supported the war against Houthi rebels because I saw them as the antithesis of the Arab Spring that my government, unlike me, fiercely opposed.
I encourage everyone to read James Baldwin and Malcom X and Aldous Huxley. To read Primo Levi. To read ‘Silent Spring.’ To read Toni Morrison. To read Zora Neale Hurston.
Revolutions spring not from accident, but from necessity. A revolution is a return from the factitious to the real. It takes place because it must.
But at my back from time to time I hear The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring. O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter And on her daughter They wash their feet in soda water.
[T]he history of science has proved that fundamental research is the lifeblood of individual progress and that the ideas that lead to spectacular advances spring from it.
There is no time like Spring
When life’s alive in everything,
Before new nestlings sing,
Before cleft swallows speed their journey back
Along the trackless track.
When life’s alive in everything,
Before new nestlings sing,
Before cleft swallows speed their journey back
Along the trackless track.
I know of no other advice than this: Go within and scale the depths of your being from which your very life springs forth.
The satirist who writes nothing but satire should write but little – or it will seem that his satire springs rather from his own caustic nature than from the sins of the world in which he lives.
Mortal through I be, yea ephemeral, if but a moment
I gaze up at the night’s starry domain of heaven,
Then no longer on earth I stand; I touch the Creator,
And my lively spirit drinketh immortality.
I gaze up at the night’s starry domain of heaven,
Then no longer on earth I stand; I touch the Creator,
And my lively spirit drinketh immortality.
Love is…like a spring coming up out of the ground of our own depths. “I am gift.” All that I am is something that’s given, and given freely. Being doesn’t cost anything. There’s no price tag, no strings attached.
Spring goeth all in white, / Crowned with milk-white may: / In fleecy flocks of light / O’er heaven the white clouds stray.
The motions which the planets now have could not spring from any natural cause alone, but were impressed by an intelligent Agent.
Talent is a spring from which fresh water always flows.- But this spring is worthless if no good use is made of it.
In much of the world, there is a sense of an ultra-powerful CIA manipulating everything that happens, such as running the Arab Spring, running the Pakistani Taliban, etc. That is just nonsense.
Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature, and is purifying only in so far as there is a natural and unschooled goodness in the human heart.
The Nobel Prizes are much more than awards to scholars; they are a celebration of civilization, of mankind, and of what makes humans unique – that is their intellect from which springs creativity.
Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.
Break open
A cherry tree
And there are no flowers;
But the spring breeze
Brings forth myriad blossoms.
A cherry tree
And there are no flowers;
But the spring breeze
Brings forth myriad blossoms.
Until spring training in 1946, the only time I pitched was in 1945 in the GI World Series.
The pressure of the hands causes the springs of life to flow.
Bass Weejuns are the Cordovan black or brown penny loafers originally called Norwegian Loafers, hence their name. Worn without socks in the spring and summer, they must be kept to a high-gloss polish and should become burnished with wax over time until they have a fine patina.
Learn, brethren, before it be too late, that вЂwithout Christ you can do nothing:’ that вЂall your fresh springs are in him:’ and вЂof him must your fruit be founds:’ вЂin him alone shall all the seed of Israel be justified, and shall glory.’
Mars is much closer to the characteristics of Earth. It has a fall, winter, summer and spring. North Pole, South Pole, mountains and lots of ice. No one is going to live on Venus; no one is going to live on Jupiter.
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You’re one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud come over the sunlit arch, And wind comes off a frozen peak, And you’re two months back in the middle of March.
This will be Great Mam’s last spring. Her last June apples. Her last fresh roasting ears from the garden.
Writing is done by someone. It is not, like some mythical goddess, a skill that springs forth, full grown from the genes of inspiration.
The moods of a river change from hour to hour and day to day. It can be still and serene as a glassy mirror, reflecting the clouds that pass over it and the trees on its banks. Or, when a light breeze springs up, the surface of the river may be broken into little diamond lights reflecting the distant sun.
in the spring he will attend your botanical course. his natural turn is very strongly to the objects of your two courses of lectures, and I hope you will have reason to be contended with his capacity & character.
It is a great mistake to suppose that thrift is caused only by fear; it springs from hope as well as from fear; where there is no hope, be sure there will be no thrift.
It is better to live under a tree in a jungle inhabited by tigers and elephants, to maintain oneself in such a place with ripe fruits and spring water, to lie down on grass and to wear the ragged barks of trees than to live amongst one’s relations when reduced to poverty.
I once joked in a book that there are three things you can’t do in life. You can’t beat the phone company, you can’t make a waiter see you until he is ready to see you, and you can’t go home again. Since the spring of 1995, I have been quietly, even gamely, reassessing point number three.
I had only played five games in my senior year in high school. I was not large enough. Hell, when I graduated, I was about five foot four and weighed 120 pounds. I didn’t go with the Dodgers until spring training of 1940 and I weighed all of 155 pounds soaking wet.
We lived in St. Tropez when I was young, and there were a lot of Vietnamese refugees in France at the time, after the war. My mother had many Vietnamese friends who entertained a lot, and she was taught how to make that spring roll. She would make them all the time.
I left Montana in Spring of 1866, for Utah, arriving at Salt Lake city during the summer.
Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning stays young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.
If I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water.
Whenever it was spring break, someone would always have a guitar down at the beach, and they’d play a random song, and I’d sing. Eventually, hearing compliments from people saying I sounded pretty good stuck with me.
It is always difficult to escape from youth; its hopefulness, its optimistic belief in the privileges of desire, its despair, and its sense of outrage and injustice at disappointment, all these spring on a man inflicting indelicate agony when he is no longer prepared.
In every winter’s heart there is a quivering spring, and behind the veil of each night there is a shining dawn.
I see nothing in the present situation that is either menacing or warrants pessimism… I have every confidence that there will be a revival of activity in the spring, and that during this coming year the country will make steady progress.
We had been hopelessly labouring to plough waste lands; to make nationality grow in a place full of the certainty of God… Among the tribes our creed could be only like the desert grass – a beautiful swift seeming of spring; which, after a day’s heat, fell dusty.
I started off in musical theater, yeah. It was one of my first jobs; it was in Spring Awakening in London, which was amazing.
The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark–now glittering–now reflecting gloom– Now lending splendour, where from secret springs The source of human thought its tribute brings.
This kind of intense loyalty, then, became the well-spring of the IBM spirit, the family spirit as it was called.
They know who keep a broken tryst, Till something from the Spring be missed We have not truly known the Spring.
As far as we know, everyone’s right— Strigoi don’t want to hang out in Palm Springs.” Eddie became about one percent less tense.
As great enmities spring from great friendships, and mortal distempers from vigorous health, so do the most surprising and the wildest frenzies from the high and lively agitations of our souls.
When you do enough research, the story almost writes itself. Lines of development spring loose and you’ll have choices galore.
Civil confusions often spring from trifles but decide great issues.
It is not from reason that justice springs, but goodness is born of wisdom.
Harshness vanished. A sudden softness has replaced the meadows’ wintry grey. Little rivulets of water changed their singing accents. Tendernesses, hesitantly, reach toward the earth from space, and country lanes are showing these unexpected subtle risings that find expression in the empty trees.
Master Chuang Tzu says the spring insect knows nothing of the winter! We can also say suspicion knows nothing of the peace of mind!
As sure as the spring will follow the winter, prosperity and economic growth will follow recession.
The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.
My heart is in a world of water and crystal, My clothes are damp in this time of spring rains.
Stability cannot occur without a Palestinian Spring through the full implementation of the Palestinians’ right to self-determination on their land.
From thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend,- Path, motive, guide, original, and end.
Nature is God’s first missionary. Where there is no Bible there are sparkling stars. Where there are not preachers there are spring times… If a person has nothing but nature, then nature is enough to reveal something about God.
How can we hope to retain our freedom through the generations if we fail to teach our young that our liberty springs from an abiding faith in our Creator?
I have never seen a more hopeful, optimistic, and excited place on earth than Iraq in the spring of 2003. The oppressed people of a regime we toppled shared America’s dream of freedom, and opportunity called them to a future brighter than they had ever known.
For as there are misanthropists, or haters of men, there are also misologists, or haters of ideas, and both spring from the same cause, which is ignorance of the world.
Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.
I know what I’ll be preaching in the spring, what I’ll be preaching in the summer, and what I’ll be preaching next fall.
Peace springs from righteousness in the soul, from upright living.
It is necessary to understand that Black Power is a cry of disappointment. The Black Power slogan did not spring full grown from the head of some philosophical Zeus. It was born from the wounds of despair and disappointment. It is a cry of daily hurt and persistent pain.
We know too much and feel too little. At least, we feel too little of those creative emotions from which a good life springs.
I use New York to talk about home, but the ideas in ‘Colossus’ could be transferred to other cities. The story about Central Park is really about the first day of spring in any park. The Coney Island chapter is really about beaches and summer and heat waves.
The so-called Arab Spring has proved that the fall of a Mubarak-like presidency does not mean the immediate rise of democracy. In spite of this, I am confident that Egypt will not return to an authoritarian governing system again, and that, with some time, it will achieve its democratic goals.
I’ve kind of looked at my whole career as a spring training invite.
Memory, bosom-spring of joy.
The spirit of religious persecution is not the special failing of any particular faith, but springs eternal in the human breast.
You and I shouldn’t claim we love Oregon more than anyone else, but that we love Oregon as much as anyone. Our thoughts today, and our deliberations to come, must spring from our determination to keep Oregon lovable and to make it even more livable.
Mine is the time of foliage,
When hills and valleys teem
With buds and vines sweet scented,
All clothed in glowing green.
My nights are bright and starry,
My days are long and clear
And truly I’m the fairest,
Of all months in the year.
When hills and valleys teem
With buds and vines sweet scented,
All clothed in glowing green.
My nights are bright and starry,
My days are long and clear
And truly I’m the fairest,
Of all months in the year.
I first reported to our Marlins spring training complex in Jupiter as well as the other draft picks to receive physicals and to sign contracts. From there I flew to Jamestown, NY to play for the Jamestown Jammers.
Musicals spring forth from minstrelsy, vaudeville, melodramas; it was all these things combined to create the form.
The classic Italian green sauce, salsa verde, is easy to make and especially nice in the spring when bunches of fresh herbs start appearing in the farmers market or in your garden.
The study of love and its utilization will lead us to the source from which it springs, The Child.
Just as when spring comes, Nature celebrates, When Navaratri comes, the Spirit celebrates.
The infidelity that springs from the heart is not to be reached by a course of lectures on the evidences of Christianity; argument did not cause, and argument will not remove it.
When Father smiled, it was like the sun coming out, and spring and summer in your heart.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
There are four seasons in a year: Winter, Spring, Summer and Colour!
These are the living springs of great thoughts and great actions. Everything grows clear in the reflections from the Infinite.
Oh! that we two were Maying
Down the stream of the soft spring breeze;
Like children with violets playing,
In the shade of the whispering trees.
Down the stream of the soft spring breeze;
Like children with violets playing,
In the shade of the whispering trees.
Spring has many American faces. There are cities where it will come and go in a day and counties where it hangs around and never quite gets there. Summer is drawn blinds in Louisiana, long winds in Wyoming, shade of elms and maples in New England.
Spring is nature’s way of saying, ‘Let’s party!’
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things.
In the spring of 1854, some of my publications persuaded King Maximilian II of Bavaria to offer me, at the suggestion of Emanuel Geibel, a position in Munich with an annual salary of 1000 guilders, to take part in his so-called symposia, weekly soirees at which scholars and poets were gathered.
Spring, / you are a pinking shears: you cut / fresh edges on the world.
Maternal love! thou word that sums all bliss,
Gives and receives all bliss,–
fullest when most
Thou givest! spring-head of all felicity,
Deepest when most is drawn! emblem of God!
O’erflowing most when greatest numbers drink!
Gives and receives all bliss,–
fullest when most
Thou givest! spring-head of all felicity,
Deepest when most is drawn! emblem of God!
O’erflowing most when greatest numbers drink!
Art doesn’t spring from the muses alone, but from hard work.
Spring is beautiful, and summer is perfect for vacations, but autumn brings a longing to get away from the unreal things of life, out into the forest at night with a campfire and the rustling leaves.
Spring makes everything young again except man.
The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
I think that my ideas of the world are that it’s random and cruel but kind of quite comical really, and therefore the humour, in a sense, springs from that.
Boy, you’re like a horse.
Just now sated with seed,
You’ve come back to my stable,
Yearning for a good rider, fine meadow,
An icy spring, shady groves.
Just now sated with seed,
You’ve come back to my stable,
Yearning for a good rider, fine meadow,
An icy spring, shady groves.
People didn’t make life, so they can’t destroy it. Even if we were to wipe out every bit of life in the world, we can’t touch the place life comes from. Whatever made the plants and animals and people spring up in the first place will always be there, and life will spring up again.
Earthly pride is like the passing flower, that springs to fall, and blossoms but to die.
I think if we all gardened more, they and all of the other birds that fly in the air above and light in my garden below would be better off. I know that God values them no less than I do. So when I plant in spring I also hope to taste of God in fruit of summer sun and sight of feathered friends.
The first pleasant days of spring come out like a squirrel and go in again.
Spring blossoms are fairy tales, autumn leaves are tragic dramas.
I went to Rosemary Beach, Florida, for the first time in the spring of 2012.
My first film that I got right after ‘Spring Awakening’ was called ‘Taking Woodstock,’ and Ang Lee was the director.
The elks, on the other hand live up in the hills, and in the spring they come down for their annual convention. It is very interesting to watch them come to the water hole. And you should see them run when they find it is only a water hole. What they’re looking for is an ‘elk-a-hole’.
Designers want me to dress like Spring, in billowing things. I don’t feel like Spring. I feel like a warm red Autumn.
The child’s grief throbs against the round of its little heart as heavily as the man’s sorrow, and the one finds as much delight in his kite or drum as the other in striking the springs of enterprise or soaring on the wings of fame.
I thought I’d do everything on four-track, and then I’ll record every instrument myself in a studio, and then I’ll have a solo album released by spring.
Odd how often blood is shed to obtain freedom from those in power. Oppressors must be the most insecure people in the world.
One swallow does not make a spring, nor does one fine day.
I try to show everybody Iceland all the time. My people are like, “Don’t tell everybody the secret. It’s so peaceful and beautiful here!” It’s incredible; I go home and drive across country, and go to my mom’s place and it’s dark with the Northern Lights, and I like to sit in some hot springs.
Fiddle-dee-dee. War, war, war. This war talk’s spoiling all the fun at every party this spring. I get so bored I could scream. Besides, there isn’t going to be any war. . . . If either of you boys says ‘war’ just once again, I’ll go in the house and slam the door.
We have learnt, rather too late, that action comes, not from thought, but from a readiness for responsibility.
If national pride is ever justifiable or excusable it is when it springs, not from power or riches, grandeur or glory, but from conviction of national innocence, information and benevolence.
My favorite role ever was Alien in ‘Spring Breakers’.
If you can visualize the whole of spring and see Paradise with the eye of belief, you may understand the utter majesty of everlasting Beauty. If you respond to that Beauty with the beauty of belief and worship, you will be a most beautiful creature.
Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves in Autumn and become naked in Winter without fearing blame.
Revolutions are not about trifles, but spring from trifles.
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring.
A breeze passes in the night. When did it spring up? Whence does it come? Whither is it going? No man knows.
Wilderness is two things-fact and feeling. It is a fund of knowledge and a spring of influence. It is the ultimate source of health-terrestrial and human.
Now I want to make it plain that ‘The Virgin Spring’ must be regarded as an aberration. It’s touristic, a lousy imitation of Kurosawa.
In snowbound, voiceless, mountain depths, to herald spring, pine trees sound in tune.
The peach-bud glows, the wild bee hums, and wind-flowers wave in graceful gladness.
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
Nothing is so beautiful as spring – when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
All human suffering springs from unbridled desire. Unless one extricates oneself from the clutch of greed, one will not free himself from the fetters of sorrow.
I love spring flowers: daffodils and hyacinths are the ultimate flower for me. They are the essence of spring.
Tis like the birthday of the world,
When earth was born in bloom;
The light is made of many dyes,
The air is all perfume:
There’s crimson buds, and white and blue,
The very rainbow showers
Have turned to blossoms where they fell,
And sown the earth with flowers.
When earth was born in bloom;
The light is made of many dyes,
The air is all perfume:
There’s crimson buds, and white and blue,
The very rainbow showers
Have turned to blossoms where they fell,
And sown the earth with flowers.
Of nothing comes nothing: springs rise not above Their source in the far-hidden heart of the mountains: Whence then have descended the Wisdom and Love That in man leap to light in intelligent fountains?
The Spring is here–the delicate footed May,
With its slight fingers full of leaves and flowers,
And with it comes a thirst to be away.
In lovelier scenes to pass these sweeter hours.
With its slight fingers full of leaves and flowers,
And with it comes a thirst to be away.
In lovelier scenes to pass these sweeter hours.
So, when kiss Spring comes
we’ll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss
lips because tic clocks tock don’t make
a toctic difference
to kisskiss you and to
kiss me.
we’ll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss
lips because tic clocks tock don’t make
a toctic difference
to kisskiss you and to
kiss me.
Fear always springs from ignorance.
Indeed our words will remain lifeless, barren, devoid of any passion, until we die as a result of these words, whereupon our words will suddenly spring to life and live amongst the hearts that are dead, bringing them to life as well.
As long as the Earth can make a spring every year, I can.
As long as the Earth can flower and produce nurturing fruit, I can, because I’m the Earth. I won’t give up until the Earth gives up.
As long as the Earth can flower and produce nurturing fruit, I can, because I’m the Earth. I won’t give up until the Earth gives up.
Initiative can neither be created nor delegated. It can only spring from the self-determining individual, who decides that the wisdom of others is not always better than his own.
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
The course of the seasons is a piece of clockwork, with a cuckoo to call when it is spring.
Happiness springs from doing good and helping others.
I wonder if the sap is stirring yet,
If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,
If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun
And crocus fires are kindling one by one:
Sing robin, sing:
I still am sore in doubt concerning Spring.
If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,
If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun
And crocus fires are kindling one by one:
Sing robin, sing:
I still am sore in doubt concerning Spring.
Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.
Every spring, this country will be reminded of the Lady from Texas. As trees bloom and flowers carpet our nation’s capital, Lady Bird Johnson will be remembered. Only Lady Bird Johnson could, with her vision of a beautiful America, lay claim to spring as her memorial.
For those that endure until spring, existence is reduced to its elegant essentials.
No other woman had that air of spring in January, that ever-bubbling fount of love and hope.
People will help each other because there is a sense of camaraderie that springs up, which is a survival tactic. You help them because you know you might need their help later. And that is incredibly reassuring.
What’s nice about the rain is you don’t feel you have to live up to anything. Everything around you is so grey and wet and damp and dreary that you don’t feel you have to smile and percolate as you do on a sunny spring day.
I was on the mathematics faculty at M.I.T. from 1951 through until I resigned in the spring of 1959.
A well-written character is one where you don’t know in which direction it’s going; the character could spring a surprise any moment.
I have a house in Saratoga Springs.
The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy’s spring, but sorrow’s fall.
Pleasure and pain are the only springs of action in man, and always will be.
Enlightenment, peace, and joy will not be granted by someone else. The well is within us, And if we dig deeply in the present moment, The water will spring forth.
The boundaries between you and not-you — what lies beyond your skin — relax and become more permeable. While infused with love you see fewer distinctions between you and others. Indeed, your ability to see others — really see them, wholeheartedly — springs open.
Is life worth living? Yes, so long As Spring revives the year, And hails us with the cuckoo’s song, To show that she is here.
Every intoxicating delight of early spring was in the air. The breeze that fanned her cheek was laden with subtle perfume and the crisp, fresh odor of unfolding leaves.
Here at CBS, spring also means March Madness. I love the name March Madness. I’m glad the PC police haven’t made us change March Madness to early spring psychosis.
I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean.
it’s spring when the world is puddle-wonderful
It is important to understand that counterproducti ve actions of body, speech and mind do not arise of their own accord, but spring up in dependence on our motivation. Faulty states of mind give rise to faulty actions. To control negative physical and verbal actions, we need to tame our minds.
I’m absolutely flooded with a raucous energy to get out into the world and tell my story again. I feel like this is spring. After a period of shriveling, out come the leaves.
Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away.
A freshet in the autumn does not compensate for a drought in the spring.
I like to go super blonde early in the spring because the sun’s out and it helps keep that tone.
One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we live in the grain of nature, turning with it.
In March winter is holding back and spring is pulling forward. Something holds and something pulls inside of us too.
When I did see the story of Persephone, I was really drawn to it. Persephone, the goddess of spring, was kept from Olympus by her mother, Demeter, because Demeter was very worried that the gods of Olympus would do something terrible to her.
Spring is the season of hope, and autumn is that of memory.
Break open the cherry tree: where are the blossoms? Just wait for spring time to see how they bloom.
Spring Break is very strange. I grew up in France, so I don’t know Spring Break. That doesn’t exist in Europe.
The end of spring- the poet is brooding about editors.
Rest you well, beloved Jesus,
Caesar’s Lord and Israel’s King,
In the brooding of the Spirit,
in the darkness of the spring
Caesar’s Lord and Israel’s King,
In the brooding of the Spirit,
in the darkness of the spring
When Spring unlocks the flowers To paint the laughing soil; When summer’s balmy breezes Refresh the mower’s toil; When winter holds in frosty chains The fallow and the flood; In God the earth rejoices still, And owns her Maker good.
There is but one element of government, and that is THE PEOPLE. From this element spring all governments. “For a nation to be free, it is only necessary that she wills it.” For a nation to be slave, it is only necessary that she wills it.
The Arab Spring I think we will look back whether it’s two years, five years, ten or fifteen. And say it’s a good thing.
Besides that, when elsewhere the harvest of wheat is most abundant, there it comes up less by one-fourth than what you have sowed. There, methinks, it were a proper place for men to sow their wild oats, where they would not spring up.
Don’t worry about being worried. You’re heading out on an adventure and you can always change your mind along the way and try something else.
There is a terrible loneliness in the spring.
Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again, the budding wood grows more. And so with men: one generation grows, another dies away.
In Spring! In the creation of art it must be as it is in Spring!
But mostly I think two people do share a moment, and we all know that feeling, and it can put a spring in your step for the rest of the day.
In the spring of 1936, I was introduced by friends to Jean Tatlock. In the autumn, I began to court her. We were at least twice close enough to marriage to think of ourselves as engaged.
Hope sleeps in our bones like a bear waiting for spring to rise and walk.
Buttercups and daisies,
Oh, the pretty flowers;
Coming ere the spring time,
To tell of sunny hours.
When the trees are leafless;
When the fields are bare;
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.
Oh, the pretty flowers;
Coming ere the spring time,
To tell of sunny hours.
When the trees are leafless;
When the fields are bare;
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.
I hate the cursed Oriole fundamentals… I’ve been doing them since 1964. I do them in my sleep. I hate spring training.
To early man, trees were objects of awe and wonder. The mystery of their growth, the movement of their leaves and branches, the way they seemed to die and come again to life in spring, the sudden growth of the plant from the seed – all these appeared to be miracles as indeed they still are, miracles of nature!
Our prayers must spring from the indigenous soil of our own personal confrontation with the Spirit of God in our lives.
But only a person in the depths of despair neglected to look beyond winter to the spring that inevitably followed, bringing back color and life and hope.
I love feeling the crispness of fall and the sensuality of spring.
True beauty is a ray that springs from the sacred depths of the soul.
The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
Now that spring is no longer to be recognised in blossoms or in new leaves on trees, I must look for it in myself. I feel the ice of myself cracking. I feel myself loosen and flow again, reflecting the world. That is what spring means.
Growth springs from better recipes, not just from more cooking.
The Attic warbler pours her throat, Responsive to the cuckoo’s note, The untaught harmony of spring.
You did not tell me what you are doing athletically just now but I do hope that if your arm comes along next spring you can get it in good shape to try out for the pitching spot on the varsity. However, if you don’t make it then I suggest you take up golf which after all is the best game of all of them.
The spring, summer, is quite a hectic time for people in their lives, but then it comes to autumn, and to winter, and you can’t but help think back to the year that was, and then hopefully looking forward to the year that is approaching.
I have been a joy to live with all spring: Upbeat, warm and tender, uncomplicated, and loving. I am no trouble at all. You could press me into dough and make sugar cookies out of me, I’ve been so sweet.
I started out in pre-law. I was going to go to law school. And I saw a production of ‘Tally’s Folly’ that spring term. I took a theater class that term and auditioned for ‘Harvey’ at the end of the summer, and I was in a play every semester after that.
When I address admitted students each spring, I ask them to consider two questions: Why would Harvard be the right place for the person I am? Why would it be the right place for the person that I want to become? These questions, in my mind, get at the heart of any admissions process.
Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June.
The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.
Knowledge will not be acquired without pains and application. It is troublesome and deep, digging for pure waters; but when once you come to the spring, they rise up and meet you.
In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked the streets, savoring that long lost perfume.
Summer treads on heels of spring.
spring is super in the supermarkets and the strawberries prance and glow never mind that they’re all kinda tart and tasteless as strawberries go meanwhile wild things are not for sale anymore than they are for show so i’ll be outside, in love with the kind of beauty it takes more than eyes to know
I don’t know how old I was when I first started going to shows, maybe 14 or 15, but very quickly, I discovered Dischord Records in D.C. and loved all the music on that catalog. I was a big Rites of Spring fan, Minor Threat, of course.
If acorns start growing into theologians, or if women begin turning into pillars of salt, then we may wish to hypothesize about a supernatural influence. But until such time as nature becomes hopelessly unintelligible and unpredictable, we need look no further than nature itself for explanations.
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.
The snow has not yet left the earth but spring is already asking to enter your heart.
An abundance mentality springs from internal security, not from external rankings, comparisons, opinions, possessions, or associations.
Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced — true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering in a day.
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
God dropped a spark down into everyone, And if we find and fan it to a blaze, It’ll spring up and glow, like–like the sun, And light the wandering out of stony ways.
Four ducks on a pond, / A grass-bank beyond, / A blue sky of spring, / White clouds on the wing: / What a little thing / To remember for years – / To remember with tears!.
I am of the opinion that all the finer speculations in the realm of science spring from a deep religious feeling, and that without such feeling they would not be fruitful.
As you get older, the heart shed its leaves like a tree. You cannot hold out against certain winds. Each day tears away a few more leaves; and then there are the storms that break off several branches at one go. And while nature’s greenery grows back again in the spring, that of the heart never grows back.
You ought to know that October is the first Spring month.
With the Arab Spring, came a great deal of hope that there would be a change towards more moderation, and opportunity for greater participation on the part of women in public life, and in economic life in the Middle East. But instead, we’ve seen in nation after nation, a number of disturbing events.
Every form of life is in its origin not natural, but divine and human; for it must spring from love, just as there can be no reason without spirit.
In the Middle West now you got to put a brand on your soil, then in the Spring go on a round-up looking for it.
It Might As Well Be Spring… I used to sing that as a young girl in my voice lessons. Then I picked it up again and it spoke to me in a whole new way.
No kind action ever stops with itself. One kind action leads to another. Good example is followed. A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. The greatest work that kindness does to others is that it makes them kind themselves.
Spring is the fresh green of young corn and the pink blush of blossoms. Autumn contrasts the yellowed foilage with violet hues. Winter is the white of snow against its black forms … Summer is the contrast of blues and the golden bronze of the corn.
The roofs are shining from the rain,
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.
Yet the back yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree-
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.
The sparrows twitter as they fly,
And with a windy April grace
The little clouds go by.
Yet the back yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree-
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.
On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars – Something good will come out of all things yet – And it will be golden and eternal just like that – There’s no need to say another word.
The Summer had died peacefully in its sleep, and Autumn, as soft-spoken executrix, was locking life up safely until Spring came to claim it.
In ‘Night Court,’ my name is still Harry, and I’m – my best friends are still three-card monte workers, and I still have spring snakes hidden everywhere and joy buzzers, but I’m the judge.
Every spring, this happens: People discover hockey when daylight lasts longer and men grow beards and tie games do not end in shootouts but rather continue until a goal is scored. The seventh game only heightens the mood for players and fans alike.
If anyone went on for a thousand years asking of life: ‘Why are you living?’ life, if it could answer, would only say, ‘I live so that I may live.’ That is because life lives out of its own ground and springs from its own source, and so it lives without asking why it is itself living.
And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring,
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.
It is the essence of poetry to spring, like the rainbow daughter of Wonder, from the invisible, to abolish the past, and refuse all history.
The older I grow the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it so with you?
I was away from the front lines for a while this spring, living with other troops, and considerable fighting took place while I was gone. When I got ready to return to my old friends at the front I wondered if I would sense any change in them.
In spite of unseasonable wind, snow and unexpected weather of all sorts – a gardener still plants. And tends what they have planted … believing that Spring will come.
The living self has one purpose only: to come into its own fullness of being, as a tree comes into full blossom, or a bird into spring beauty, or a tiger into lustre.
The methods of peace propaganda which aim at establishing peace doctrine by argument and by creating a feeling favorable to peace in general seem to fall short of reaching the springs of human action and of dealing with the causes of the conduct which they seek to modify.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
Gloom and sadness are poison to us, and the origin of hysterics. You are right in thinking that this disease is in the imagination; you have defined it perfectly; it is vexation which causes it to spring up, and fear that supports it.
The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.
To a hikikomori, winter is painful because everything feels cold, frozen over, and lonely. To a hikikomori, spring is also painful because everyone is in a good mood and therefore enviable. Summer, of course, is especially painful.
Fiction does not spring into the world fully grown, like Athena. It is the process of writing and rewriting that makes a fiction original, if not profound.
Democracy or breakdown in Syria would change the whole Middle East overnight.
As winter weather settles in around the country, millions of American families are facing skyrocketing home heating prices with even greater impact if cold temperatures persist into the spring.
Inspiration springs more readily from knowledge than from ignorance.
Eight was about the age I was when I realized that people actually produced books, they didn’t just spring out of the library shelves.
As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring.
In my day, if a guy came to spring training 20 pounds heavier than what he left, he was considered out of shape and was probably in trouble.
Shatner will spin lines in ways you don’t see coming – he winds the audience down like a spring and hits the line so hard, they erupt. It’s amazing to watch actually.
Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight, At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more, When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death, And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
Happiness blooms naturally in the hearts of those who are inwardly free. It flows spontaneously, like a mountain spring after April showers, in minds that are contented with simple living.
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?
Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road, flew Cecy. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.
If you allow one single germ, one single seed of slavery to remain in the soil of America… that germ will spring up, that noxious weed will thrive, and again stifle the growth, wither the leaves, blast the flowers and poison the fair fruits of freedom.
Ring Kuot, a 15-year-old Sudanese boy, was rumored to be eight feet three. And until Leonid’s emergence at eight feet four inches last spring, people generally assumed that Radhouane Charbib of Tunisia, at seven feet nine, was the tallest documented man in the world.
Sugaring season is the season when you tap the trees for sugar that turns into maple syrup. I’ve married someone from Vermont, so it’s an expression I kept hearing, and I’m like, ‘What is that? That’s just so beautiful.’ I like the idea it’s the very, very first murmurings of spring.
No religion makes more use of color than Hinduism, with its blue-skinned gods and peony-lipped goddesses, and even the spring festival of Holi is focused on color: Boys squirt arcs of dyed water on passersby or dump powder, all violently hued, on their marks.
I am going to notice the lights of the earth, the sun and the moon and the stars, the lights of our candles as we march, the lights with which spring teases us, the light that is already present.
The beautiful thing about the NFL season is to see a team come together after they get to know each other in the spring and summer. You then go through adversity together and see how you respond. The teams that can respond in a positive way are the teams that are going to be there in the end.
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves…a butterfly Floats and balances
There are an awful lot of things going on that need understanding and explanation, but – to put it mildly – the world is a mess.
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
In spring 2011, I was arrested for allowing my son, then 4, to wait in a car with the windows open for a few minutes.
Occupy Wall Street didn’t just spring from the earth organically, out of thin air. This was all part of the global socialist movement.
Merit has rarely risen of itself, but a pebble or a twig is often quite sufficient for it to spring from to the highest ascent. There is usually some baseness before there is any elevation.
Making coffee has become the great compromise of the decade. It’s the only thing “real” men do that doesn’t seem to threaten their masculinity. To women, it’s on the same domestic entry level as putting the spring back into the toilet-tissue holder or taking a chicken out of the freezer to thaw.
Shows I would love to do one day are definitely In the Heights’ and Spring Awakening,’ with Nina and Wendla, respectively, as my top dream roles.
Idleness, simon-pure, from which all manner of good springs like seed from a fallow soil, is sure to be misnamed and misconstrued.
I pray that the life of this spring and summer may ever lie fair in my memory.
Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest, to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons.
I think you have a case of either ‘testitis’ or ‘I Didn’t Do My Homework Syndrome’. It’s common in the Spring.
Spring is a time to find out where you are, who you are, and move toward where you are going.
The whole structure of African government, as far back as we know, was based on tyranny. One guy ran the show. Chiefs like Chaka and Mzilikazi committed terrible atrocities. That is the tradition from which modern African rulers spring. It won’t change easily overnight.
Solitary converse with nature; for thence are ejaculated sweet and dreadful words never uttered in libraries. Ah! the spring days, the summer dawns, and October woods!
Our mind should be free from traces of the past, just like the flowers of spring.
Love is the life spring of our existence. The more love you give, the happier you feel and the more love you will have within you to give.
I slumbered spring’s morning and missed the dawn from everywhere, I heard the cry of birds. That night the sound of wind and rain came. Who knows how many petals had fallen?
All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green.
While it is February one can taste the full joys of anticipation. Spring stands at the gate with her finger on the latch.
Working on ‘Lonely, I’m Not’ – I love the material so much, and it’s spring in New York, so I’m walking home whistling every day.
In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life.
Go to the family where darkness and suspicion and jealousy and disorder reign, and if they will but receive Christ, mark how light and confidence and order and peace spring up. Go to the regions of superstition and idolatry, and see what transformations are effected by Jesus.
Make a career of humanity. Commit yourself to the noble struggle for equal rights. You will make a greater person of yourself, a greater nation of your country, and a finer world to live in.
Our excessive tolerance with regard to suicide is due to the fact that, since the state of mind from which it springs is a general one, we cannot condemn it without condemning ourselves; we are too saturated with it not partly to excuse it.
There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.
how she moves. That’s just like Jell-O on springs. She must have some sort of built-in motors. I tell you, it’s a whole different sex! Joe: What are you afraid of? Nobody’s asking you to have a baby.
Look deeply; I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch … to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
Stir-fried spring vegetables over miso polenta is the meal equivalent of wanting it so badly to be spring yet recognizing it is 40 degrees outside with a brisk headwind no matter which way you are facing.
From spiritual connection springs kindness, connection, social activism, and love.
Yet, though it is like this, simply, flowers fall amid our longing and weeds spring up amid our antipathy.
Half the U.S. population owns barely 2 percent of its wealth, putting the United States near Rwanda and Uganda and below such nations as pre-Arab Spring Tunisia and Egypt when measured by degrees of income inequality.
When you think about great teams, The Beatles and the Pythons immediately spring to mind. The Pythons were as much a part of their time as The Beatles.
I hate it when I’m reading a comic, and the dialogue looks like stickers stuck on top to explain what’s going on. For me the best is when your eye goes in a certain point and moves through the composition and then springs out on the dialogue, or gets confused in the image and then goes to the dialogue for an explanation.
For two summers not a blue wing, not a blue warble. I seemed to miss something kindred and precious from my environment–the visible embodiment of the tender sky and wistful soil. What a loss, I said, to coming generations of dwellers in the country–no bluebird in spring!
Memory is the best of all gardens. Therein, winter and summer, the seeds of their past lie dormant, ready to spring into instant bloom at any moment the mind wishes to bring them to life.
In California in the early Spring,
There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day,
The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain –
Well, I have dreamed this coast myself.
There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day,
The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain –
Well, I have dreamed this coast myself.
Lay her i’ the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling. HAMLET. What, the fair Ophelia! QUEEN GERTRUDE. Sweets to the sweet: farewell!
A little madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown,
Who ponders this tremendous scene–
This whole experiment in green,
As if it were his own!
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown,
Who ponders this tremendous scene–
This whole experiment in green,
As if it were his own!
The sum of things there is no power can change,
For naught exists outside, to which can flee
Out of the world matter of any kind,
Nor forth from which a fresh supply can spring,
Break in upon the founded world, and change
Whole nature of things, and turn their motions about.
For naught exists outside, to which can flee
Out of the world matter of any kind,
Nor forth from which a fresh supply can spring,
Break in upon the founded world, and change
Whole nature of things, and turn their motions about.
I did a lot of research on a couple different things. One was, how do people handle hating themselves and hating others? And hatred is a secondary emotion, I think; it always springs from something else … usually fear, that’s probably what it is. So I looked a lot at that.
A situation in a public office is secure, but laborious and mechanical, and without the great springs of life, hope and fear.
Today I will gratefully receive all the gifts that life has to offer me. I will receive the gifts of sunlight and the sound of birds singing and spring showers. I will also be open to receiving from others, whether it is in the form of a material gift, a compliment or a prayer.
The last start of spring training, my (cut fastball) was okay. It just wasn’t what I wanted it to be. I tried to work on making it cut more and do more. I think that set (the forearm) off … trying to make it move a lot, cut a lot. I’m just going to back off and trust it a little bit more and not try and push that.
Love is like some fresh spring, first a stream and then a river, changing its aspect and its nature as it flows to plunge itself in some boundless ocean, where restricted natures only find monotony, but where great souls are engulfed in endless contemplation.
The passions are the seeds of vices as well as of virtues, from which either may spring, accordingly as they are nurtured. Unhappy they who have never been taught the art to govern them!
Poised for flight, Wings spread bright, Spring from night into the Sun.
The Republic needed to be passed through chastening, purifying fires of adversity and suffering: so these came and did their work and the verdure of a new national life springs greenly, luxuriantly, from their ashes.
I think it’s a good idea to take samples and live with them a little. So far I’m liking Creed’s Spring Flower. I think I’m going to make it my regular scent.
That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ.
And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.
And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.
My art springs from my desire to have things in the world which would otherwise never be there.
I know that wine is, above all else, a blessing, a gift of nature, a joy as pure and elemental as the soil and vines and sunshine from which it springs.
Democracy can only spring from within a nation itself, only from the hearts and minds of its people.
I see now more clearly than ever before that even our greatest troubles spring from something that is [as] admirable and sound as it is dangerous – from our impatience to better the lot of our fellows.
It is in this unearthly first hour of spring twilight that earth’s almost agonized livingness is most felt. This hour is so dreadful to some people that they hurry indoors and turn on the lights.
He found that he had this sudden desperate longing for the fuming, smoky streets of Ankh-Morpork, which was always at its best in the spring, when the gummy sheen on the turbid waters of the Ankh River had a special iridescence and the eaves were full of birdsong, or at least birds coughing rhythmically
Sleep is not, death is not; Who seem to die Live. House you were born in, Friends of your spring-time, old man and young maid, Day’s toil and it’s guerdon, They are all vanishing, Fleeing to fables, Cannot be moored
The weather here is gorgeous. It’s mild and feels like it’s in the eighties. The hot dog vendors got confused because of the weather and thought it was spring, so they accidentally changed the hot dog water in their carts.
Of all wonders, this is among the greatest, that some fresh waters close by the sea spring forth as out of pipes: for the nature of the waters also ceaseth not from miraculous properties.
Feed him ye must, whose food fills you.
And that this pleasure is like raine,
Not sent ye for to drowne your paine,
But for to make it spring againe.
And that this pleasure is like raine,
Not sent ye for to drowne your paine,
But for to make it spring againe.
The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. Paintings of Moreau are paintings of ideas. The deepest poetry of Shelley, the words of Hamlet bring our mind into contact with the eternal wisdom; Plato’s world of ideas. All the rest is the speculation of schoolboys for schoolboys.
Characters begin as voices, then gain presence by being viewed in others’ eyes. Characters define one another in dramatic contexts. It is often very exciting, when characters meet – out of their encounters, unanticipated stories can spring.
Spring has again returned.
The Earth is like a child that knows many poems.
Many, O so many. For the hardship
of such long learning she receives the prize.
Strict was her teacher.
The white in the old man’s beard pleases us.
Now, what to call green, to call blue,
we dare to ask: She knows, She knows!
The Earth is like a child that knows many poems.
Many, O so many. For the hardship
of such long learning she receives the prize.
Strict was her teacher.
The white in the old man’s beard pleases us.
Now, what to call green, to call blue,
we dare to ask: She knows, She knows!
Dull indeed would be the man that did not feel the thrill awakened by the first glimpse of brilliant color in the orchard, and the cheery warbling notes borne to our ears on the first gentle breath of spring!
Show-wise, I love ‘Little Shop’ and ‘Big River’, ‘Avenue Q,’ and ‘Spring Awakening’.
Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!
The first sparrow of spring! The year beginning with younger hope than ever!… What at such a time are histories, chronologies, traditions, and all written revelations? The brooks sing carols and glees to the spring.
I met my wife on Spring break when I was in college. I was at the University of Notre Dame. She was at the University of New Hampshire. I bumped into her in Florida and told her the next day that I was going to marry her and 20 or something years later here we are.
The clocks are all turned forward from Funny Time to Right Time. I always remember, “Spring back or Fall in.
There is nothing like the first hot days of spring when the gardener stops wondering if it’s too soon to plant the dahlias and starts wondering if it’s too late.
Spring still makes spring in the mind
When sixty years are told:
Love wakes anew this throbbing heart,
And we are never old
Over the winter glaciers
I see the summer glow
And through the wind-piled snowdrift
The warm rosebuds below.
When sixty years are told:
Love wakes anew this throbbing heart,
And we are never old
Over the winter glaciers
I see the summer glow
And through the wind-piled snowdrift
The warm rosebuds below.
The mid-day sun is too much for most eyes; one is dazzled even with its reflection. Be careful that too broad and high an aim does not paralyze your effort and clog your springs of action.
Perseverance gives power to weakness, and opens to poverty the world’s wealth. It spreads fertility over the barren landscape, and buds the choicest flowers and fruits spring up and flourish in the desert abode of thorns and briars.
Shall a man not have his spring as well as the plants?
because it’s Spring thingS dare to do people (& not the other way round)because it ‘s A pril Lives lead their own persons(in stead of everybodyelse’s)but what’s wholly marvellous my Darling is that you & i are more than you & i(be ca us e It’s we)
Friends open the door for me to write. Then I get paid attention to and it allows me to write other books. The Great Spring and the thirtieth anniversary of Bones just came out and while I’m happy and excited about that, I’ve already finished a new book. That’s what practice does. You don’t get caught.
Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them….I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon’s teeth and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.
There ought to be gardens for all months in the year, in which, severally, things of beauty may be then in season.
Spring training means flowers, people coming outdoors, sunshine, optimism and baseball. Spring training is a time to think about being young again.
The U.S. is friends with dictatorial regimes, then invades places like Iraq and Afghanistan, and what happens afterwards is a catastrophe. In the place of their leaders, fundamentalist movements that use the name of Islam spring up, and all that’s left is terror and bloodshed.
At its core, ‘Spring Awakening’ is about the perils of miscommunication and what happens when people are denied a voice.
Love springs from awareness.
‘Tis spring; come out to ramble
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The primroses are found.
And there’s the windflower chilly
With all the winds at play,
And there’s the Lenten lily
That has not long to stay
And dies on Easter day.
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The primroses are found.
And there’s the windflower chilly
With all the winds at play,
And there’s the Lenten lily
That has not long to stay
And dies on Easter day.
Sometimes she goes out to work as a practical nurse, and comes home and sits by the kitchen table soaking her feet in a pan of hot water and Epsom salts. When she gets into bed and the springs creak under her weight, she groans with the pleasure of lying stretched out on an object that understands her so well.
My favorite toy growing up was Polly Pocket. But one gift that I wanted though never received for Christmas was a pair of trampoline moon shoes. You strap them to your feet and they have springs on them, and you can just jump around!
Thee will find out in time that I have a great love of professing vile sentiments, I don’t know why, unless it springs from long efforts to avoid priggery.
Up to forty a woman has only forty springs in her heart. After that age she has only forty winters.
We need spring. We need it desperately, and, usually, we need it before God is willing to give it to us.
Grandmother Hannah comes to me at Pesach and when I am lighting the sabbath candles. The sweet wine in the cup has her breath…. a little winter no spring can melt.
Spring appears and we are once more children.
Spring drew on… and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that hope traversed them at night and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.
Contentions fierce, Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
We have to try to convince everybody in America, that if you eat you’re involved in agriculture. That the shirts don’t just spring up at Kmart on the rack. They’re made from cotton.
What delights us in the spring is more a sensation than an appearance, more a hope than any visible reality. There is something in the softness of the air, in the lengthening of the days, in the very sounds and odors of the sweet time, that caresses us and consoles us after the rigorous weeks of winter.
Primroses, the Spring may love them; Summer knows but little of them.
The Arab world was ripe with hope during the spring of 2011. Journalists, academics, and the general population were brimming with expectations of a bright and free Arab society within their respective countries.
My activism did not spring from being black…The racial injustice that was present in this country during my youth was a challenge to my belief in the oneness of the human family.
When I can feel you breathing into me i, like a stone gargoyle atop some crumbling building, spring to life a resuscitated angel.
The Arab spring that began in 2010 was driven by the educated youth who were connected to the outside world. They had visions of liberal politics derived from social networks. They used innovative means to spread awareness and to network among activists.
The greatness of peoples springs from their ability to grasp the grand conceptions of being. It is the absorption of a people, of a nation, of a rare, in large majestic and abiding things which lifts them up to the skies.
Language is something that springs from the biological matrix, and the neurological matrix, within us.
There is but one season of the year when salmon should be served hot at a choice repast; that is in the spring and early summer, and even then it is too satisfying, nut sufficiently delicate. The man who gives salmon during the winter, I care not what sauce he serves with it, does an injury to himself and his guests.
Man is saved by love and duty, and by the hope that springs from duty, or rather from the moral facts of consciousness, as a flower springs from the soil.
One of my favorite films is LATE SPRING by Yasujiro Ozu. To me, it represents film as art.
Spring and fall in New York are the best seasons here to get out and about. I like the little park in Dumbo between the Manhattan and Brooklyn bridge. I like Prospect Park.
Kindle Singles is publishing on skates. It prints like lightning; our book meets readers in hours. I’ve spent so many years waiting for publishers to consider whether they wanted to print a book of mine, making contracts, taking months to fit it into the Fall list or the Spring list, fitting it into an advertising plan.
I’ve spent a lot on clothes. I’m not kidding when I say I could have bought several country homes with the money. I’ve also given a lot away over time. I had a lovely Yves Saint Laurent jacket that I’d only worn once or twice, but I’m one for spring cleaning rather than storing my clothes.
The past does not only draw us back to the past. There are certain memories of the past that have strong steel springs and, when we who live in the present touch them, they are suddenly stretched taut and then they propel us into the future.
Meanwhile spring arrived. My old dejection passed away and gave place to the unrest which spring brings with it, full of dreams and vague hopes and desires.
Men who fight wars in winter don’t live till spring.
Just able barely to mount a horse and ride about a little in the spring of 1866, my life was threatened daily, and I was forced to go heavily armed. The whole country was then full of militia, robbing, plundering and killing.
Affections injured by tyranny, or rigor of compulsion, like tempest-threatened trees, unfirmly rooted, never spring to timely growth
I think Tunisia has a specific place in the Arab world and in Africa because it is a tiny Muslim country, but it’s very open minded. It’s the first country to start the Arab Spring, for example.
All men, among themselves, are by nature equal. The inequality we now discern hath its spring from the civil law.
Rashly, nor ofttimes truly, doth man pass judgment on his brother; for he seeth not the springs of the heart, nor heareth the reasons of the mind.
I wish, and I wish that the spring would go faster,
Nor long summer bide so late;
And I could grow on like the foxglove and aster,
For some things are ill to wait.
Nor long summer bide so late;
And I could grow on like the foxglove and aster,
For some things are ill to wait.
A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up.
Whither away, Bluebird, Whither away? The blast is chill, yet in the upper sky Thou still canst find the color of thy wing, The hue of May. Warbler, why speed, thy southern flight? ah, why, Thou, too, whose song first told us of the Spring? Whither away?
One day there springs up the desire for money and for all that money can provide — the superfluous, luxury in eating, luxury in dressing, trifles. Needs increase because one thing calls for another. The result is uncontrollable dissatisfaction. Let us remain as empty as possible so that God can fill us up.
We’ll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That’s when they bloom, tra la.
It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
Nature’s purpose in relation to the visual arts is to provide stimulus not imitation. From its ceaseless urge to create springs all Life – all movement and rhythm – time and light, color and mood – in short, all reality in Form and Thought.
Love should have no alternatives; love should be the sole reason for loving; love should spring of itself.
Our forms of government – though both cast in the democratic pattern – are greatly different. Indeed, sometimes it appears that many of our misunderstandings spring from an imperfect knowledge on the part of both of us of the dissimilarities in our forms of government.
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.
So fair, so cold; like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter’s chill.
The most beautiful springs are those that come after the most horrible winters!
The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.
What springs from earth dissolves to earth again, and heaven-born things fly to their native seat.
It is our less conscious thoughts and our less conscious actions which mainly mould our lives and the lives of those who spring from us.
A great fig should look like it’s just about to burst its skin. When squeezed lightly it should give a little and not spring back. It must be almost unctuously sweet, soft and wet.
The spring in Boston is like being in love: bad days slip in among the good ones, and the whole world is at a standstill, then the sun shines, the tears dry up, and we forget that yesterday was stormy.
What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.
Ambition is a meteor-gleam; Fame a restless airy dream; Pleasures, insects on the wing Round Peace, th’ tend rest flow’r of spring.
Wars spring from unseen and generally insignificant causes, the first outbreak being often but an explosion of anger.
While conservatism and self-protection might be likened to winter, night, and death, the spirit of pioneering and attempting to realize ideals evokes images of spring, morning, and birth.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
In the spring of 1929, I returned to the United States. I was homesick for this country. I had learned in my student days a great deal about the new physics. I wanted to pursue this myself, to explain it, and to foster its cultivation.
Life in cities is not a spring but a river, or rather, a water main. It progresses like a novel, artificially.
In the depths of your hopes and desires, lies your silent knowledge of the beyond, and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow, your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
I’ve always been a fan of melody and emotional melancholy, whether it was Rites of Spring or Tears for Fears or Neil Young. If I hear a song that has a sweet melody, I’m a sucker for it, whether it’s Linkin Park or Little Richard.
God’s love gives in such a way that it flows from a Father’s heart, the well-spring of all good. The heart of the giver makes the gift dear and precious; as among ourselves we say of even a trifling gift, “It comes from a hand we love,” and look not so much at the gift as at the heart.
No one is immune from the larger events of his or her time – the Depression, World War II, civil rights, Vietnam, the spring of 1989 in China. These events intrude upon our lives and radically affect our directions.
Being ruled by a depraved poet-king who is sacrified each spring is the worst form of government except all the others that have been tried.
Religious controversies are always productive of more acrimony and irreconcilable hatreds than those which spring from any other cause.
[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on the brake. The brightest hour of unborn Spring, Through the winter wandering, Found, it seems, the halcyon Morn To hoar February born.
“It’s so beautiful!” she said, a little breathless with her speed. “You never saw anything so beautiful! It has come! I thought it had come that other morning, but it was only coming. It is here now! It has come, the Spring!”
We all know that a winter scene, though it may be covered over one day, with even the trees dressed in shawls of snow, will be unrecognizable the following spring. Yet I never imagined such a thing could occur within our very selves.
It’s interesting to me that the Arab Spring started in Tunisia, and in the marches, people were singing ‘Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights.’
Spirit itself is not human; it may spring up in any life… it may exist in all animals, and who know in how many undreamt-of beings, or in the midst of what worlds?
Do not say that I’ll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.
Look at me: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird whose wings are still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
because even today I still arrive.
Look at me: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird whose wings are still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
Baseball means Spring’s Here. Football means Winter’s Coming.
So the ideology was that: use sounds as instruments, as sounds on tape, without the causality. It was no longer a clarinet or a spring or a piano, but a sound with a form, a development, a life of its own.
O rose! the sweetest blossom,
Of spring the fairest flower,
O rose! the joy of heaven.
The god of love, with roses
His yellow locks adorning,
Dances with the hours and graces.
Of spring the fairest flower,
O rose! the joy of heaven.
The god of love, with roses
His yellow locks adorning,
Dances with the hours and graces.
Spring was running in a thin green flame over the valley.
I have never had a feeling politically that did not spring from the sentiments embodied in the Declaration of Independence.
The beauty of a piece of music is not in its technique but in the Soul of its creator; nor is it in the
sound vibrations of the piece but in the silence of the Light from which the sound springs.
sound vibrations of the piece but in the silence of the Light from which the sound springs.
One does not jump, and spring, and shout hurrah! at hearing one has got a fortune, one begins to consider responsibilities, and to ponder business; on a base of steady satisfaction rise certain grave cares, and we contain ourselves, and brood over our bliss with a solemn brow.
People who say spring training’s too long, I absolutely disagree. I think it’s the perfect length of time.
Only when one is connected to one’s own core is one connected to others, I am beginning to discover. And, for me, the core, the inner spring, can best be refound through solitude.
Gentle feelings produce profoundly beneficial effects upon stern natures. It is the spring rain which melts the ice-covering of the earth, and causes it to open to the beams of heaven.
Shut up the door: who loves me must not look / Upon the withered world, but haste to bring / His lighted candle, and his story-book, / And live with me the poetry of spring.
No matter how difficult the situation is, it won’t last forever. What follows the night is the day. What follows the winter is the spring.
A few little flowers will spring up briefly in the dry gulley through which torrents of water pass occasionally. But it is steady streams that bring thick and needed crops. In the agriculture of the soul that has to do with nurturing attributes, flash floods are no substitute for regular irrigation.
Mysterious power, whence hope ethereal springs!
Sweet heavenly relic of eternal things!
Inspiring oft deep thoughts of things divine:
The past, the present, and the future time.
Thy reminiscences transport the soul
To memory?s Paradise?its future goal.
Sweet heavenly relic of eternal things!
Inspiring oft deep thoughts of things divine:
The past, the present, and the future time.
Thy reminiscences transport the soul
To memory?s Paradise?its future goal.
I remember as a child, my grandmother read to me Silent Spring. It was incomprehensible to me that there could be a world without birdsong.
You know what I find most shocking about the Vel’d’Hiv?” Guillaume said. “Its code name.” I knew the answer to that, thanks to my extensive reading. Operation Spring Breeze, ” I murmured.
Spring bursts today,
For love is risen and all the earth’s at play.
For love is risen and all the earth’s at play.
The poem springs from the half spoken words of the patient…. When asked, how I have for so many years continued an equal interest in medicine and the poem, I reply that they amount for me to nearly the same thing.
The creak of bed springs suffering under the weight of a restless man is as lonely a sound as I know.
Just now the lilac is in bloom
All before my little room.
All before my little room.
Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
There will still be things that machines cannot do. They will not produce great art or great literature or great philosophy; they will not be able to discover the secret springs of happiness in the human heart; they will know nothing of love and friendship.
Look lak she been livin’ through uh hundred years in January without one day of spring.
… the spring, the summer, The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world By their increase, now knows not which is which.
This is my best time of the year (spring training). Heck, once the season starts, I go to work.
Like us many have spoken over this spring, but they were gone in the twinkling of an eye.
We conquered the world with bravery and might, but we did not take it with us to the grave.
We conquered the world with bravery and might, but we did not take it with us to the grave.
Work, mental or manual, is the means whereby attention is compelled, it is the instrument of all knowledge and virtue, the root whence all excellence springs.
The mason asks but a narrow shelf to spring his brick from; man requires only an infinitely narrower one to spring his arch of faith from.
Thoughts, and words that spring from them, bend the individual’s reality. To speak of death is to invite it. To think of sorrow is to produce it.
The Internet has exceeded our collective expectations as a revolutionary spring of information, news, and ideas. It is essential that we keep that spring flowing. We must not thwart the Internet’s availability by taxing access to it.
Every great scientist becomes a great scientist because of the inner self-abnegation with which he stands before truth, saying: “Not my will, but thine, be done.” What, then, does a man mean by saying, Science displaces religion, when in this deep sense science itself springs from religion?
The young pines springing up in the corn-fields from year to year are to me a refreshing fact.
But for us, in Syria, we have principles. We’ll do anything to prevent the region from another crazy war. It’s not only Syria. Because it will start in Syria.
For me accessories create and define a woman’s personal style. The bag she carries, the watch on her wrist, her jewelry, her sunglasses, her shoes all define a look that is her signature. For Spring 2014, my accessory collections are about a clean, graphic boldness creating a new dimension redefining modern classics.
There can be a true grandeur in any degree of submissiveness, because it springs from loyalty to the laws and to an oath, and not from baseness of soul.
Passion is the great mover and spring of the soul. When men’s passions are strongest, they may have great and noble effects; but they are then also apt to fall into the greatest miscarriages.
Obstacles are like wild animals. They are cowards but they will bluff you if they can. If they see you are afraid of them… they are liable to spring upon you; but if you look them squarely in the eye, they will slink out of sight.
I am not an animal in my personal life. But in the ring there is an animal inside me. Sometimes it roars when the first bell rights. Sometimes it springs out later in a fight. But i can always feel it there, driving me and pushing me forward. It is what makes me win. It makes me enjoy fighting.
The muddy rivers of spring
Are snarling
Under the muddy skies.
The mind is muddy.
Are snarling
Under the muddy skies.
The mind is muddy.
In the spring of 1984, I went to the northwest of France, to Normandy, to prepare an NBC documentary on the 40th anniversary of D-Day.
Winter always turns into Spring.
The language of Mexicans springs from abysmal extremes of power and impotence, domination and resentment.
Baseball begins in the spring, the season of new life. Football begins in the fall, when everything’s dying.
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 what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
Winter lingered so long in the lap of Spring that it occasioned a great deal of talk.
Life is filled with rhythms-day and night, hot and cold, summer and winter, spring and fall, cloudy and clear. Likewise in a relationship, men and women have their own rhythms and cycles.
I have never known what it feels like to wake up in the morning full of the joys of spring, and wander through the day feeling capable of coping.
The Ladybug wears no disguises. She is just what she advertises. A speckled spectacle of spring, A fashion statement on the wing…. A miniature orange kite. A tiny dot-to-dot delight.
I hope to God that the inner strength that will vindicate my deeds will in good time spring forth from my own people. I have done as I had to on the prompting of my inner voice.
Now ’tis spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now and they’ll o’ergrow the garden.
I’m satisfied with a little while you haters want it all. You waitin’ for the spring and I’m gettin’ it in the fall.
She long ago accepted the fact that happiness is like, swallows in spring. It may come and nest under your eaves or it may not. You cannot command it.
When the grass was closely mown,
Walking on the lawn alone,
In the turf a hole I found,
And hid a soldier underground.
Spring and daisies came apace;
Grasses hide my hiding place;
Grasses run like a green sea
O’er the lawn up to my knee.
Walking on the lawn alone,
In the turf a hole I found,
And hid a soldier underground.
Spring and daisies came apace;
Grasses hide my hiding place;
Grasses run like a green sea
O’er the lawn up to my knee.
Children are sweet as the buds in spring, But I’ve noticed that those who have them Have nothing but trouble all their lives.
Greer is Missouri’s second-largest spring. It is a place of pounding, frothing waters and of greeny-cool moss-covered rock, a place of fern and cliffy splendor.
In the spring mornings I would work early while my wife still slept. The windows were open wide and the cobbles of the street were drying after the rain.
Every day, I come home with a spring in my step. We’ve got to work together to stop the Obama agenda and take this country back.
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away
I first met Susan Sontag in spring 1976 when she was recovering from cancer surgery and needed someone to help type her correspondence. I had been recommended by the editors of ‘The New York Review of Books,’ where I’d worked as an editorial assistant.
No mortal is alert enough to be present at the first dawn of spring.
Spring and autumn are inconsiderable events in a landscape compared with the shadows of a cloud.
At worst, spring break in Daytona Beach feels feral – like everybody is trying to re-create scenes from the movie ‘The Hangover.’
We’ll dive into the earth together. And if one day a wild flower finds water and springs up from that piece of earth, its stem will have two blooms for sure: one will be you, the other me.
Every year it seems to me I hear complaints about spring. It is either “late” or “unusually cold,” “abnormally dry” or “fantastically wet,” for no one is ever willing to admit that there is no such thing as a normal spring.
Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence, you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is. Where they come from never goes dry. It is an always flowing spring.
I got to the big leagues when I was 20. I thought I had it all figured out. Went to spring training that next year and started off well, got sent down, and I pouted pretty much all of 2000. And it wasn’t the right way to handle it.
When Spring is old, and dewy windsBlow from the south, with odors sweet,I see my love, in shadowy groves,Speed down dark aisles on shining feet.
Many of us actively working to interrupt racism continually hear complaints about the ‘gotcha’ culture of white anti-racism. There is a stereotype that we are looking for every incident we can find so we can spring out, point our fingers, and shout, ‘You’re a racist!’
Though I am alive now, I do not believe an old man’s pessimism is nessessarily truer than a young man’s optimism simply because it comes after. There are things a young man knows that are true and are not yet in the old man’s power to recollect. Spring has its sappy wisdom.
One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the spring come in.
I used to build lofts in SoHo back when there was nothing there. I had a stoop on West Broadway between Prince and Spring. My partner and I would sit there, eat dinner, and watch the world go by.
I was sitting at home one day and I got a call that Riccardo Tisci was considering me for the face of the Givenchy Spring/Summer 2014 campaign, and I said, “Are you kidding?” and that was the end of the conversation. I’m a really big fan.
Revolution is as unpredictable as an earthquake and as beautiful as spring. Its coming is always a surprise, but its nature should not be.
I have a sequence to my creative life. In spring and fall, I am above ground and commit to community. In the summer, I’m outside. It is a time for family. And in the winter, I am underground. Home. This is when I do my work as a writer – in hibernation. I write with the bears.
I think the players set the tone right away in spring training.
Lamentations comfort only by lacerating the heart still more. Such grief does not desire consolation. It feeds on the sense of its hopelessness. Lamentations spring only from the constant craving to re-open the wound.
Pleasure and pain spring not so much from the nature of things, as from our manner of considering them. Pleasure, especially, is never an invariable effect of particular circumstances.
You have to be like a clock spring, wound but not loose at the same time.
It seemed that I could tell the whole story pretty powerfully in those 18 months between October of ’62 and the spring of ’64 when they were all at their peak. And yet you could see some of the shadows of Detroit’s demise coming.
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
You talk about crying! The spring of 1988, I spent a fair length of time trying to come to grips with who I was and the habits I had and what they did to people that I truly loved. I really spent a period of time where, I suspect, I cried three or four times a week.
A Clock is not time; it’s numbers and springs. Pay it no mind.
No one who is in this world will deny that evils exist. What, then, do we say? That evil is not a living and animated substance, but a condition of the soul which is opposed to virtue and which springs up In the slothful because of their falling away from good.
In spring 1989…I saw the buildup of demonstrations from Chengdu to Tiananmen Square. It struck me that fear had been forgotten to such an extent that few of the millions of demonstrators perceived danger. Most seemed to be taken by surprise when the army opened fire.
Being able to walk out of the studio after a week of intense recording and jump into a cold sea and sit in a hot spring and soak for a few hours completely resets the whole system. Really refreshing. For me, it’s all about stepping out of the ordinary. Even psychically.
however long we have to live, there are never enough springs.
California, where the spring comes in the fall and the fall comes in the summer and the summer comes in the winter and the winter never comes at all.
When we’re at the end of The Rite of Spring or of a Bruckner symphony, I want people to feel the music physically.
You can crush the flowers, but you can’t stop the spring.
The flowers or weeds that spring up tomorrow are in the seeds we sow today.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.
It’s spring! Farewell To chills and colds! The blushing, girlish World unfolds Each flower, leaf And blade of sod— Small letters sent To her from God.
Spring is always cruel, with its false promise of resurrection.
From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.
Summer makes a silence after spring.
Home I would go But that my doors are hateful to my eyes, Fill’d and damm’d up with gaping creditors, Watchful as fowlers when their game will spring.
How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!
In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.
The concept of number is the obvious distinction between the beast and man. Thanks to number, the cry becomes a song, noise acquires rhythm, the spring is transformed into a dance, force becomes dynamic, and outlines figures.
Let peace, descending from her native heaven, bid her olives spring amidst the joyful nations; and plenty, in league with commerce, scatter blessings from her copious hand!
the mysterious complexity of our life is not to be embraced by maxims … to lace ourselves up in formulas of that sort is to repress all the divine promptings and inspirations that spring from growing insight and sympathy.
It’s so cliche to say florals for spring. I really like a vintage-like dress that’s floral. You can belt it; I like belts. I like wearing pretty dresses that are really comfortable, that you can spend the day in but also feel girly.
We should begin at the very root from which we spring, we should effect a radical reform in the character of the food.
I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me.
and felt the current take me.
Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”… “It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine.
Some people plant in the spring and leave in the summer. If you’re signed up for a season, see it through. You don’t have to stay forever, but at least stay until you see it through.
Just as I was turning fifteen, in the spring of 1946, my parents took me to see ‘The Glass Menagerie,’ well into its year-long run. I had seen a number of shows on Broadway by then, but nothing like this – because there was nothing like this on Broadway.
The night is made for tenderness,–so still that the low whisper, scarcely audible, is heard like music,–and so deeply pure that the fond thought is chastened as it springs and on the lip made holy.
True and great love springs out of great knowledge, and where you know little you can love but little or not at all.
The heart less bounding at emotion new, The hope, once crushed, less quick to spring again.
Chicago is an October sort of city even in spring.
Meantime, the world in which we exist has other aims. But it will pass away, burnt up in the fire of its own hot passions; and from its ashes will spring a new and younger world, full of fresh hope, woth the light of morning in its eyes.
Spring is the Period
Express from God.
Among the other seasons
Himself abide,
But during March and April
None stir abroad
Without a cordial interview
With God.
Express from God.
Among the other seasons
Himself abide,
But during March and April
None stir abroad
Without a cordial interview
With God.
With the Capital One Bowl, the average fan might think whoopty do. But if you are a team member, you win that game and you see how much momentum that gives people going into winter conditioning, recruiting, and spring football.
So far this spring, 59 American communities have been flattened by tornadoes. Nobody has helped.
Narcotic greens narcotic greens like reeling firmaments disclose in their appearing randomness the sweetest means that you or she or any wandering Thales might choose to be wonder-struck with at the moment when we die
coming to the end of spring / my grandmother kicks off her shoes / steps out of her faltering body.
The wind is tossing the lilacs,
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me the spring is done.
Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May.
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me the spring is done.
Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May.
Streams may spring from one source, and yet some be clear and some be foul.
Everything in art must spring from the movement of our whole life-stream, of our whole being – including the unconscious.
An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on the lawn; A print of a vermilion foot; A purple finger on the slope; A flippant fly upon the pane; A spider at his trade again; An added strut in chanticleer; A flower expected everywhere.
Original sin is in us like our beard. We are shaved today and look clean; tomorrow our beard has grown again, nor does it cease growing while we remain on earth. In like manner original sin cannot be extirpated from us; it springs up in us as long as we live.
Walking on willow tree roads by a river dappled with peach blossoms, I look for spring light, but am everywhere lost. Birds fly up and scatter floating catkins. A ponderous wave of flowers sags the branches.
We see people in the Middle East begin to have dreams of new Ottoman Empire where everyone will be subjected to some of what we’ve seen happen in those countries where we helped bring about an Arab Spring that’s turned into a Winter Nightmare.
Spring … made fair false promises which summer was called upon to keep.
It is the sweetest spring within the memory of man. So green, so mild, so beautiful! Ah, what a contrast between nature without and my own soul so torn with doubt and terror!
Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.
Fresh curls spring from the baldest brow. There is nothing inorganic.
To restore morality we must first recognize the source from which all morality springs. From our earliest history in 1776 when we were declared to be the United States of America, our forefathers recognized the sovereignty of God.
The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers: They call it ‘easing the Spring.’
We loiter in winter while it is already spring.
I think there is something, more important than believing: Action! The world is full of dreamers, there aren’t enough who will move ahead and begin to take concrete steps to actualize their vision.
During an earthquake it sometimes happens that fresh springs break out in dry places which water and quicken the land so that plants can grow. In the same way the shattering experiences of suffering can cause the living water to well up in a human heart.
A good critic is the sorcerer who makes some hidden spring gush forth unexpectedly under our feet.
If you become a helper of hearts, springs of wisdom will flow from your heart.
Is it too late to institute a leap year and mandate that the holidays fall on regular, convenient dates – so that Id al-Fitr will come, say, in the spring and Id al-Adha in early summer?
As to the sea itself, love it you cannot. Why should you? I will never believe again the sea was ever loved by anyone whose life was married to it. It is the creation of omnipotence, which is not of humankind and understandable, and so the springs of its behavior are hidden.
No matter how chaotic it is, wildflowers will still spring up in the middle of nowhere.
My character Jack in the New York Spring Spectacular is a lot of fun. He’s playful, he’s full of life. He can make things come to life. He can make things happen.
The more one sees of human fate and the more one examines its secret springs of action, the more one is impressed by the strength of unconscious motives and by the limitations of free choice
You must get good at one of two things; planting in the spring or begging in the fall.
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
Their snow-white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
Of spring’s unclouded weather,
In this sequestered nook how sweet
To sit upon my orchard-seat!
And birds and flowers once more to greet,
My last year’s friends together.
Their snow-white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
Of spring’s unclouded weather,
In this sequestered nook how sweet
To sit upon my orchard-seat!
And birds and flowers once more to greet,
My last year’s friends together.
It is a hopeless endeavour to unite the contrarieties of spring and winter; it is unjust to claim the privileges of age, and retain the play-things of childhood.
We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces.
The Arab Spring I think we will look back whether it’s two years, five years, ten or fifteen. And say it’s a good thing.
Works of art always spring from those who have faced the danger, gone to the very end of an experience, to the point beyond which no human being can go. The further one dares to go, the more decent, the more personal, the more unique a life becomes.
Action is the stream, and contemplation is the spring.
I tried to use batting gloves at the beginning of every spring training up until 1999. It just didn’t feel good.
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
Your hands are tied in action, but your hands are not tied in imagination and everything springs forth from the imagination. Everything.
Flowers that bloom in the winter may not survive till spring.
Spring Training is a fun time for me.
Whenever spring comes to New York I can’t stand the suggestion of the land that come blowing over the river from New Jersey and I’ve got to go. So I went.
Lordy, lordy, lordy do I love money. It is a character flaw, no doubt, one that springs from a panicked childhood in which I always felt as if our family was only a couple missed child support payments from being tossed onto the pitiless streets of our suburban New Jersey town.
Now Spring returns; but not to me returns.
Bears, dragons, tempestuous on mountain and river, Startle the forest and make the heights tremble. Clouds darken beneath the darkness of rain, streams pale with a pallor of mist. The gods of Thunder and Lightning Shatter the whole range.
It is a press, certainly, but a press from which shall flow in inexhaustible streamsThrough it, God will spread His Word. A spring of truth shall flow from it: like a new star it shall scatter the darkness of ignorance, and cause a light heretofore unknown to shine amongst men.
Worry springs from not being convinced of a sovereign God’s absolute love for you. Worry disappears when you realize that God loves you unfailingly and will let nothing interrupt His plans for your good.
If you just look at the fact that a woman was central in twittering the Cairo revolution, and women were central to the Tunisian uprising. Women are at the center of everything right now and moving everything forward. And I do think in the next year or two, we are going to see such a woman spring, such a rising.
Wit is an intermittent fountain; kindness is a perennial spring.
If there were no
cherry blossoms
in this world
How much more tranquil
our hearts would be in spring.
cherry blossoms
in this world
How much more tranquil
our hearts would be in spring.
We cannot stop the winter or the summer from coming. We cannot stop the spring or the fall or make them other than they are. They are gifts from the universe that we cannot refuse. But we can choose what we will contribute to life when each arrives.
I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.
Something greater than the Iliad now springs to birth -Nescio quid maius nascitur Iliade
Indeed, so far from being humorous, the male American is the most abnormally serious creature who ever existed.. It is only fair to admit that he can exaggerate, but even his exaggeration has a rational basis. It is not founded on wit or fancy; it does not spring from any poetic imagination.
The pleasure we feel in music springs from the obedience which is in it.
The wheels and springs of man are all set to the hypothesis of the permanence of nature. We are not built like a ship to be tossed, but like a house to stand.
The energy that actually shapes the world springs from emotions – racial pride, leader-worship, religious belief, love of war – which liberal intellectuals mechanically write off as anachronisms, and which they have usually destroyed so completely in themselves as to have lost all power of action.
Dig beneath your feet, there you will find a spring. The place where you are now is crucial. Never try to avoid that which you must do.
I love going to London for a couple of days but I need to be in the country. I like the silence, the smell and the seasonal changes, especially in spring and summer. I really feel that I belong there.
Watching a spring training game is as exciting as watching a tree form its annual ring.
From heav’nly thoughts all true delight doth spring.
Sweet April showers do spring May flowers.
The Creator, the fountain of all wisdom, the approver of perpetual order, the eternal and superessential spring of geometry and harmonics.
Spring is the ultimate genius of the existence and the utter ladder of the lovers ascending to the infinity.
I recommend SILENT SPRING above all other books.
Hope springs eternal.
Love’s gentle spring doth always fresh remain.
Love isn’t like a reservoir. You’ll never drain it dry. It’s much more like a natural spring. The longer and farther it flows, the stronger and deeper and clearer it becomes.
I’ll be the first to admit it: I love fluff. Whether it’s watching ‘America’s Next Top Model’ or listening to dance pop like Rihanna’s ‘Where Have You Been,’ I like to keep it light and fun, especially during the spring and summer months.
I stare out the window and wait for spring.
I wanted to turn everything off, too. Just press a button – click – and shut myself down. Turn off my heart, turn off my mind, turn off my body – just lie there, senseless, like a dormant tree in winter, waiting for the spring to return.
Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk.
The rain makes running pools in the gutter.
The rain plays a little sellp-song on our roof at night-
And I love the rain.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk.
The rain makes running pools in the gutter.
The rain plays a little sellp-song on our roof at night-
And I love the rain.
These are the forgeries of jealousy; And never, since the middle summer’s spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain or by rushy brook, Or in the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.
Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
Dream Song: As my eyes Search the prairie, I feel the summer in the spring. Whenever I pause The noise Of the village.
Everything I do – whether it be the podcast, the wine, scrunchies, my live spring break tour – I always want it to be about empowerment and bringing women together and feeling strong.
The bottom line is, like, one in five stars has at least one planet where life might spring up. That’s a fantastically large percentage. That means in our galaxy, there’s on the order of tens of billions of Earth-like worlds.
The spring’s already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling.
Right now the day length is exactly the same as in spring when birds key into it and begin singing. The birds are a little confused by it all and the singing isn’t very intense. It only lasts a week or so each fall, but it’s still cool to hear spring bird songs at this time of the year.
We do not take much warning of our own mortality in seeing others die, nor of our own weakness in seeing others break down: we think we feel the springs of life stronger in us.
He wakes into music the green forest-bowers.
Every year, back comes Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants.
A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men.
My rights all spring front an infinitely nobler source – from favor and grace of God.
The greatest gift that Oxford gives her sons is, I truly believe, a genial irreverence toward learning, and from that irreverence love may spring.
Through the magic of motion pictures, someone who’s never left Peoria knows the softness of a Paris spring, the color of a Nile sunset, the sorts of vegetation one will find along the upper Amazon and that Big Ben has not yet gone digital.
If the ‘Athens Spring’ – when the Greek people courageously rejected the catastrophic austerity conditions of the previous bailouts – has one lesson to teach, it is that Greece will recover only when the European Union makes the transition from ‘We the states’ to ‘We the European people.’
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day.
Woman’s sexuality is disruptive of the dully mechanical workaday world, in which efficiency means uniformity. The problems of woman’s entrance into the career system spring from more than male chauvinism. She brings nature into the social realm, which may be too small to contain it.
I’ve known since day one of working on Spring Awakening – back in 1999 – that it was special.
Flowers are the beautiful hairs of the Mother Spring! Don’t pluck them!
He smelled cold water and cold intrepid green. Those early flowers smelled like cold water. Their fragrance was not the still perfume of high summer; it was the smell of cold, raw green.
It is perhaps both a blessing and a curse that fictional worlds spring into my mind nearly fully formed and it takes quite a while to sift through everything to find the story.
The sound of the bat is the music of spring training.
I did a 20-minute selection of scenes from the play ‘Spring Awakening’ in college, well before the musical came around, so when the musical was becoming a hot thing, and I was reading interviews with Duncan Sheik about how he came to do the music, I think it’s interesting.
Scratch the surface of knowledge and mystery bubbles up like a spring. And occasionally, at certain disquieting moments in history (Aristarchus, Galileo, Plank, Einstein), a tempest of mystery comes rolling in from the sea and overwhelms our efforts.
To underestimate one’s thirst, to pass a given landmark to the right or left, to find a dry spring where one looked for running water – there is no help for any of these things.
Revolution is a phase, a mood, like spring, and just as spring has its buds and showers, so revolution has its ebullience, its bravery, its hope, and its solidarity. Some of these things pass.
It is that dream we carry that something miraculous will happen that it must happen – that time will open that the heart will open that doors will open and that the rock face will open that springs will gush forth – that the dream will open and that one morning we’ll glide in to a harbour we didn’t know was there.
At Delphi I prayed
to Apollo
that he maintain in me
the flame of the poem
and I drank of the brackish
spring there.
to Apollo
that he maintain in me
the flame of the poem
and I drank of the brackish
spring there.
Politically, we have seen the impact of social media organizing people through the Arab Spring.
Every character has an inward spring; let Christ be that spring. Every action has a keynote; let Christ be that note, to which your whole life is attuned.
Spring’s greatest joy beyond a doubt is when it brings the children out.
Yesterday the twig was brown and bare;
To-day the glint of green is there;
Tomorrow will be leaflets spare;
I know no thing so wondrous fair,
No miracle so strangely rare.
I wonder what will next be there!
To-day the glint of green is there;
Tomorrow will be leaflets spare;
I know no thing so wondrous fair,
No miracle so strangely rare.
I wonder what will next be there!
Spring’s last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet,
Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet,
And golden locks in breezy play,
Half teasing and half tender, to repeat
Her song of May.
Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet,
And golden locks in breezy play,
Half teasing and half tender, to repeat
Her song of May.
The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only the oleanders thrived, their delicate poisonous blooms, their dagger green leaves. We could not sleep in the hot dry nights, my mother and I.
The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.
Our virtues and view spring from one root.
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring
In goodly colours gloriously arrayed;
Go to my love, where she is careless laid
In goodly colours gloriously arrayed;
Go to my love, where she is careless laid
The first acting thing I ever did was my senior year I decided not to play a sport in the Spring and, in that Spring B.J. Novak who went to school with me, asked if I’d be in this show that was a parody of all the teachers in the school, ‘sure!’ That was the first acting thing I did.
Maple-trees are the cows of trees (spring-milked).
A habit of devout fellowship with God is the spring of all our life, and the strength of it.
Real happiness is not dependent on external things. The pond is fed from within. The kind of happiness that stays with you is the happiness that springs from inward thoughts and emotions. You must cultivate your mind if you wish to achieve enduring happiness.
I started in musicals. My first professional experience was Dorothy in ‘The Wizard of Oz’ in Palm Springs.
In truth, money is not created until the instant it is borrowed. It is the act of borrowing which causes it to spring into existence. And, incidentally, it is the act of paying off the debt that causes it to vanish.
The well of public opinion has been well and truly poisoned by the Iraq episode.
The process of schooling does not give birth to human beings – as education should but never will so long as it springs from the collective consciousness of our culture – but instead it teaches us to value abstract rewards at the expense of our autonomy, curiosity, interior lives, and time.
The whole of the situation of the Conservative Party today springs from that night when they dismissed the best prime minister the country had had since Churchill.
Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood.
O what a flowery track lies spread before me, henceforth! What dust clouds shall spring up behind me as I speed on my reckless way! What carts I shall fling carelessly into the ditch in the wake of my magnificent onset!
These days baseball is different. You come to spring training, you get your legs ready, you arms loose, your agents ready, your lawyer lined up.
It is with roses and locomotives (not to mention acrobats Spring electricity Coney Island the 4th of July the eyes of mice and Niagara Falls) that my poems are competing.
There are degrees and kinds of solitude. I know of no solitude so secure as one guarded by a spring flood; nor do the geese, who have seen more kinds and degrees of aloneness than I have.
Discourtesy does not spring merely from one bad quality, but from several–from foolish vanity, from ignorance of what is due to others, from indolence, from stupidity, from distraction of thought, from contempt of others, from jealousy.
As sure as the spring will follow the winter, prosperity and economic growth will follow recession.
It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy as lambs in the spring.
Winter is dead; spring is crazy; summer is cheerful and autumn is wise!
We come from God. As the tree from the root and the stream from the spring; that’s why we should always be in contact with Him, as the trunk from the root. Because the stream dries up when it is separated from the spring and the tree dies when is uprooted.
I can remember the lush spring excitement of language in childhood. Sitting in church, rolling it around my mouth like marbles–tabernacle and pharisee and parable, tresspass and Babylon and covenant.
I’m showing some of my sculptures in Holland in the spring, so we’ll see.
A comforting acquaintance, hope, a contagious thing like spring, inebriating like lager.
So far this spring, 59 American communities have been flattened by tornadoes. Nobody has helped.
Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.
But I think happiness springs from another source, a far deeper one that doesn’t depend on will because it comes from love.
The Arab spring confirmed that peaceful change is possible and so reinforced the vision of political Islam. The impact of this went beyond the Brotherhood to include the Salafist tendency in Tunisia, Egypt, Yemen and Libya that had questioned the democratic path.
. . . the first spring in five free from the rumour of guns across the Channel, a spring anxious to make up for the cold winter, life bursting out after four years of death. All of England raised her face to the sun. . .
When you drink of the water, don’t forget the spring from which it flows.
Spring is the only revolutionary whose revolution has succeeded.
Our greatest furies spring from events which violate our sense of the ground of our existence.
This is a terrible hour, but it is often that darkest point which precedes the rise of day; that turn of the year when the icy January wind carries over the waste at once the dirge of departing winter, and the prophecy of coming spring.
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
It cuts one sadly to see the grief of old people; they’ve no way o’ working it off; and the new spring brings no new shoots out on the withered tree.
Between the summer of 2015 and spring 2016, Austria became one of the European countries most affected by the migration and refugee crisis.
I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.
All central beliefs on human matters spring from a personal predicament.
A library outranks any other one thing a community can do to benefit its people. It is a never failing spring in the desert.
O lovely lily clean, O lily springing green, O lily bursting white, Dear lily of delight, Spring in my heart agen That I may flower to men.
True beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes.
All men’s misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.
In spring a young mans fancy turns to a fancy young man.
I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists
Don’t go fighting against the Spring.
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d / And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, / I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
There is a drop of blood in the snow before me…. The coyote… is in estrus…. spurred to let out a bit of herself, sending a message, telling everyone she was now ready, that the clock of her winter was ticking toward spring.
One flower may slay the winter
and meet death.
and meet death.
If a man gives you a harsh winter, give him back something unexpected: The warm spring!
Where the laws are not supreme, there demagogues spring up.
Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.
Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods.
The story must spring from an impression or perception pressing enough to have made the writer write. It should magnetize the imagination and give pleasure.
Sound sounds are terrible in the city, but it’s great to listen and to walk and listen to people talk to each other. There are birds. You hear spring. I like listening to the city.
When I earned my diploma from the University of Virginia in the spring of 2000, it never occurred to me before my senior year to worry too seriously about my post-graduation prospects. Indeed, most of my professors, advisors, and mentors reinforced this complacency.
When every brake hath found its note, and sunshine smiles in every flower.
You mean guys don’t get injured in spring training? Guys get hurt walking down the street. All the managers, pitching coaches are very sensitive. Look, you can always pick at something, but there’s a broader picture, a grander picture.
The folly of mistaking a paradox for a discovery, a metaphor for a proof, a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths, and oneself for an oracle, is inborn in us.
It cannot be when the root is neglected that what springs from it will be well ordered.
Only in the steady and constant application of force lies the very first prerequisite for success. This persistence, however, can always and only arise from a definite spiritual conviction. Any violence which does not spring from a firm, spiritual base, will be wavering and uncertain.
When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.
Racism springs from ignorance.
The labyrinth of Ephebe is ancient and full of one hundred and one amazing things you can do with hidden springs, razor-sharp knives, and falling rocks.
I think in spring, we don’t want to wear makeup, we don’t want to wear a ton of clothes, we just want everything to be easier.
New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.
One of my favorite films is ‘Late Spring’ by Yasujiro Ozu. To me, it represents film as art.
autumn days have a holiness that spring lacks … They are like old serene saints for whom death has lost its terror.
To me, steampunk and urban fantasy are naturally hinged together. And I think that’s because I love the early gothic Victorian literature, and both things spring from that movement.
Stars burn clear all night till dawn. Do that yourself, and a spring will rise in the dark with water your deepest thirst is for.
That is one good thing about this world – there are always sure to be more springs.
Doubt is the disease of this inquisitive, restless age. It is the price we pay for our advanced intelligence and civilization-the him night of our resplendent day. But as the most beautiful light is born of darkness, so the faith that springs from conflict is often the strongest and best.
I want any excuse to come home. My dad is not a spring chicken any more. If anyone says, ‘Go buy a postage stamp in London,’ I’ll go and do it.
Early in the spring of 1750, in the village of Juffure, four days upriver from the coast of The Gambia, West Africa, a manchild was born to Omoro and Binta Kinte.
I go out and take oysters, clams and mussels every 2 weeks or so during late fall, winter and early spring. I particularly like to go out when there is a below-average ebb tide because that exposes clamming grounds and oysters that are usually under water.
