The spring came and calmed her; the summer came and soothed her; the autumn arrived, and she began to be comforted, for her little girl was strong and happy, growing in size and knowledge every day.

It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.

Sing, my tongue, the Saviour’s glory, Of His Flesh, the mystery sing; Of the Blood, all price exceeding, Shed by our Immortal King, Destined, for the world’s redemption, From a noble Womb to spring.

A kind word is like a Spring day

Sometimes he pursued the call into the forest, looking for it as though it were a tangible thing, barking softly or defiantly… Irresistible impulses seized him. he would be lying in camp, dozing lazily in the heat of the day, when suddenly his head would lift and his ears cock up, intent and listening, and he would spring on his feet and dash away, and on and on, for hours, though the forest aisles.

The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.

If all flowers wanted to be roses, nature would lose her springtime beauty and the fields would no longer be decked out with little wildflowers.

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 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 was a nice day, and I don’t mean that it was sunny either. It was humid and not too cool, like winter was getting annoyed with itself and wanted it to be spring just as much as everyone else.

Action is the stream, and contemplation is the spring.

Florentine had grown more or less immune to the charms of spring.

It was the beginning of June; summer was arising out of spring, like an aloe from a field of grass.

What is the heart but a spring, and the nerves but so many strings, and the joints but so many wheels, giving motion to the whole body?

Faith does not, in the realist, spring from the miracle but the miracle from the faith.

There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.

Spring is nature’s way of saying, ‘Let’s party!

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.

Fear always springs from ignorance.

The very spring and root of honesty and virtue lie in good education.

A breeze passes in the night. When did it spring up? Whence does it come? Whither is it going? No man knows.

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.

I am thankful that in a troubled world no calamity can prevent the return of spring.

There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you.

No stars gleam as brightly as those which glisten in the polar sky. No water tastes so sweet as that which springs amid the desert sand. And no faith is so precious as that which lives and triumphs through adversity.

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

Smelling the air when spring comes by raindrops reminds us of youthful days

It is substantially true that virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government. The rule, indeed, extends with more or less force to every species of free government.

Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life!

Nine tenths of the ills from which intelligent people suffer spring from their intellect.

Everything in art must spring from the movement of our whole life-stream, of our whole being – including the unconscious.

Left ear, I wear four earrings. The four is symbolic of the four seasons, spring, winter, summer and fall, the four directions, north, east, south and west, the four gospel writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.

Do not let Sunday be taken from you. If your soul has no Sunday, it becomes an orphan

Spring is the time of plans and projects.