A habit of devout fellowship with God is the spring of all our life, and the strength of it..

Narcotic greens narcotic greens like reeling firmaments disclose in their appearing randomness the sweetest means that you or she or any wandering Th….

Nine tenths of the ills from which intelligent people suffer spring from their intellect..

I salute all the nations of the Arab Spring and I salute the heroic people of Syria who are striving for freedom, democracy and reform..

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king.

Our principles are the springs of our actions. Our actions, the springs of our happiness or misery. Too much care, therefore, cannot be taken in form….

Our prayers must spring from the indigenous soil of our own personal confrontation with the Spirit of God in our lives..

Lyrical poetry is much the same an every age, as the songs of the nightingales in every spring-time..

The great pulsation of nature beats too in my breast, and when I carol aloud, I am answered by a thousand-fold echo. I hear a thousand nightingales. ….

Each petty hand Can steer a ship becalm'd; but he that will Govern and carry her to her ends, must know His tides, his currents, how to shift his sai….

When I talk to audiences about the size and age of the cosmos, people often say, "It makes me feel so insignificant." I answer, "The bigger and more ….

Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak o….

It Might As Well Be Spring... I used to sing that as a young girl in my voice lessons. Then I picked it up again and it spoke to me in a whole new wa….

Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil..

But when spring and summer happens, it's intuition. Everything is based on intuition. There's not too much time to overthink, over-complicate. Those ….

I walk in the garden, I look at the flowers and shrubs and trees and discover in them an exquisiteness of contour, a vitality of edge, or a vigour of….

The practicality of technology may distinguish it from art, but both spring from a similar, distinctly human yearning..

South Carolina is in the spring a paradise, in the summer a hell, and in the autumn a hospital..

I care little in the existence of a heaven or hell; self respect does not allow me to guide my acts with an eye toward heavenly salvation or hellish ….

The eyes of spring, so azure, Are peeping from the ground; They are the darling violets, That I in nosegays bound..

Whoever be the instruments of any good to us, of whatever sort, we must look above them, and eye the hand and counsel of God in it, which is the firs….