Quotes by Spring There was a knight came riding by William Morris flowermoonspring Love grows. Lust wastes by Enjoyment, and the Reason is, that one springs from an Union of Souls, and the other from an Union of Sense. William Penn soullustspring When man ventures into the wilderness, climbs the ridges, and sleeps in the forest, he comes in close communion with his Creator. When man pits himself against the mountain, he taps inner springs of his strength. He comes to know himself. William O. Douglas journeysleepspring The jealous man is so preoccupied with what he hasn't got that he fails to appreciate the value of what he has got. He loses the ability to feel glad because the sun is shining. He doesn't see the wonder and the newness of the beginning of spring. William Ralph Inge jealousspringmen No atomic physicist has to worry, people will always want to kill other people on a mass scale. Sure, he's got the fridge full of sausages and spring water. William S. Burroughs springwaterpeople Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, William Shakespeare summerspringlove April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything. William Shakespeare gardennaturespring Later she sat on the ground in the forest between school and home, and spring was so bright and beautiful, the warm air touched her so tenderly, she could almost feel herself changing into a flower. Her light dress felt like petals. "I love everything," she heard herself say. "So do I," a voice answered. Pearl straightened up and looked around. No one was there. William Steig flowerspringbeautiful God's goodness is the root of all goodness; and our goodness, if we have any, springs out of His goodness. William Tyndale goodnessrootsspring 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! William Shakespeare queensspringsweet April, April William Watson laughterspringlaughing Oh! faint delicious spring-time violet, Thine odor like a key, Turns noiselessly in memory's wards to let A thought of sorrow free. William Wetmore Story keysspringmemories It was a lover and his lass, William Shakespeare springsweetbird The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts William Shakespeare summerspringsweet I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. William Wordsworth lonelynaturespring Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, William Wordsworth flowerspringmen Now 'tis spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now and they'll o'ergrow the garden. William Shakespeare weedgardenspring When daffodils begin to peer, William Shakespeare kingsspringsweet Never hesitate to imitate another writer. Imitation is part of the creative process for anyone learning an art or a craft. Bach and Picasso didn't spring full-blown as Bach or Picasso; they needed models. This is especially true of writing. William Zinsser writingspringart The sound of the bat is the music of spring training. William Zinsser trainingsoundspring«135136137138139140141142143144145»
