Quotes About Spring

Matarse es siempre una negación brutal. Pero matarse en plena juventud, en la hora del amor y la primavera es un insulto a la naturaleza.

The hopeless hope is one of the early harbingers of spring, bespeaking an innocent belief that the world might right its wrongs and reverse its curses simply because the trees are coming into leaf.

Il vento portò da lontano l'accenno di un canto primaverile, chissà dove, lucido e profondo si aprì un pezzetto di cielo. In questo azzurro smisurato, fra barlumi della vicina primavera piangevano burrasche invernali, si libravano sogni stellati. Timide, cupe e profonde piangevano le mie corde. Il vento portò da lontano le sue squillanti canzoni.

Inside my soul, the spring of love Will not replace the stormy weather.

The wrath of Peleus' son, the direful springOf all the Grecian woes, O goddess sing!

Sweet April's tears, Dead on the hem of May.

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; So long as May of April takes, In smiles and tears, farewell, And windflowers dapple all the brakes, And primroses the dell.

Now frowns the sky, the air bites bleak, The young boughs rock, the old trunks creak, And fast before the following gale Come slanting drops, then slashing hail, As keen as sword, as thick as shot. Nay, do not cower, but heed them not! For these one neither flies nor stirs; They are but April skirmishers, Thrown out to cover the advance Of gleaming spear and glittering lance, With which the sunshine scours amain Heaven, earth, and air, and routs the rain.

As a boy, I had two small aquaria in our backyard in which I watched, each spring, the nest building and other fascinating behaviours of sticklebacks.

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.

One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the Spring.

The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball.

Sweaters in light hues function perfectly as between-season buffers.

Salbitxada is a sharp and lightly sweet Catalan sauce that's traditionally served with calcots - spring or salad onions, grilled whole, make a good substitute.

Sweet as sweetest Grecian honey will my song be when I sing, O Beloved, in the season of the Spring!

As it fell upon a dayIn the merry month of May,Sitting in a pleasant shadeWhich a grove of myrtles made.

The Germans sometimes chose to disguise mustard with xylyl bromide, a tear gas that smells like lilac, and so it came to pass in the wartime spring that men ran in terror from a breeze scented with blossoming lilac shrubs.

Robert Oppenheimer moved to Santa Fe with a small team of aides on March 15, 1943, brisk early spring. Scientists and their families arrived by automobile and train during the next four weeks. Not much was ready on the mesa, which they began to call the Hill.

I think brown marks a reunion of peoples, an end to ancient wanderings. Rival cultures and creeds conspire with Spring to create children of a beauty, perhaps of a harmony, previously unknown. Or long forgotten.

A bicycle promises spring as surely as the hollowing out of melting snowbanks, the return of song birds, the first bright tulip bud.

Glory follows afflictions, not as the day follows the night but as the spring follows the winter; for the winter prepares the earth for the spring, so do afflictions sanctified prepare the soul for glory.

Over spring mountains A star ends the paragraph Of a thunderstorm.

Frey was the god of spring and summer! read the caption. He was the god of wealth, abundance, and fertility. His twin sister, Freya, the goddess of love, was very pretty! She had cats!

This is where he struck the earth, Annabeth said, where he made a saltwater spring appear when he had the contest with my mom to sponsor Athens. So this is where the rivalry started, Percy said. Yeah Percy pulled Annabeth close and kissed her. The rivalry ends here, Percy said. I love you Wise Girl.