1,207 Quotes About Spring
- Author Daniel J. Rice
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Every man should wake up alone and spend thirty minutes outside. He should spend thirty minutes with the rising sun listening for birds while pacing back and forth in ponderous thought, with a cool breeze on his nose and his arms stretched into the open air. He should spend thirty minutes alone with whatever view is available. Then he should go back to sleep.
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- Author Pratibha Malav
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I loved spring; the way it made leaves whirled and swung through the trees, turning the sky grey. Spring would change the weather and plants too. The weather would begin to get warmer, and trees would grow new leaves. Spring would always bring rain and wind, but it never brought anything for me.
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- Author Craig D. Lounsbrough
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And so the seasons turn, leaving the parting season holding out the sure and certain promise of the one to come. And if we are sufficiently naïve to refuse to relinquish the season that is passing, we will completely forfeit the promise of the one for which the passing season existed.
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- Author Cecilia Llompart
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If Springtime crawls out of thewild mouths of flowers, thensurely, Winter crawls out of mine.
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- Author J. Aleksandr Wootton
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Here march the eaters of earth, the swallowers of rain.
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- Author Oksana Rus
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My everlasting Summer fills heart with laughter like a blooming flower... Her diverse sounds is nature's symphony, sprinkle delight, with comfort of ocean breeze which needs no attest.. The unique every moment of soul's revival and its sun to shine...
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- Author Marty Rubin
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April is the kindest month. April gets you out of your head and out working in the garden.
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- Author Phar West Nagle
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Following dark winter's strife, a warm air rises, teemed with life. Birth, rebirth, as the waiting die. Old love, new love sprouts wings to fly.
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- Author Malay Roychoudhury
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From uncoiled wings of the burning swanafter sea of blood was born out of green caterpillarthat skin sheared moon from cloud’s underbellyordered waves to abolish horoscopes on crabs’ breasts.On the evergreen epiglotis of lotus full to the brimthe pollen fiddling honey bee waved her double scarfsearched for drunk village of pride red beating crowdhumming songs sleeping side by side of worried distance ( From 'Selected Poems' 1961 - 2004
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