1,207 Quotes About Spring
- Author William Faulkner
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It does last," Horace said. "Spring does. You'd almost think there was some purpose to it.
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- Author Klara Woodson
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Noi siamo invecchiate. Abbiamo incontrato voi, i vostri padri e i padri dei vostri padri. Abbiamo incontrato il paese che è divenuto città, e la città è cresciuta sempre di più fino ad inglobare i cuori delle persone, che ora non celebrano più l'arrivo della Primavera.
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- Author Virginia Woolf
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Yes, I deserve a spring–I owe nobody nothing.
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- Author Charles Strickler
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It was another mild day, signaling the transition from winter to spring. The trees unfolded their leaves as they awoke from their long winter nap. In the cloudless blue sky, birds chirped as they floated from tree to tree on the light breeze and alighted to outstretched limbs. The first flowers of spring dotted the landscape with a prelude of the bright, vibrant colors about to spill over the muted and dull tones dominating the palate of the lifeless winter season just passed.
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- Author Matshona Dhliwayo
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Harsh winters precede pleasant springs.
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- Author John Rechy
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It's that magnificent interlude in New York between winter and spring, when you feel the warmth stirring, and you remember that the dreadful naked trees will inevitably sprout tiny green buds, soon. Everyone rushes into the parks, the streets--and you even forget that, very soon , summer will come scorchingly, dropping from the sky like a blanket of steam...
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- Author Munia Khan
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Spring can still be felteven if you lay under the bedFrozen heart can meltin coldness when wintry love misled
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- Author Mary Oliver
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Come with me into the woods where spring isadvancing, as it does, no matter what,not being singular or particular, but oneof the forever gifts, and certainly visible.
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- Author Carl Safina
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It’s hard to walk briskly at this time of year; the accelerating pace of unfolding spring slows my own. I repeatedly stop- to watch what’s moving. Soon the torrent of migrants will completely overwhelm my ability to keep up with all the changes. But it’s easy to revel in the exuberance and the sense of rebirth, renewal.
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