Quotes on Spring Season

Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.

It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

And Spring arose on the garden fair,_x000D_ _x000D_ Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;_x000D_ _x000D_ And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast_x000D_ _x000D_ rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.

Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.

Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.

When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest.

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.

Indoors or out, no one relaxes _x000D_ In March, that month of wind and taxes, _x000D_ The wind will presently disappear, _x000D_ The taxes last us all the year.

God is in his Heaven, all's right with the world.

Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush.

For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.