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Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June.
Sep 25, 2025
Spring is when life's alive in everything.
I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.
Spring is the time of plans and projects.
Despite the forecast, live like it's Spring.
The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!
In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.
Spring beckons! All things to the call respond; the trees are leaving and cashiers abscond.
With the coming of spring, I am calm again.
When you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come
Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time.
Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods.
She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.
Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
All things seem possible in May.
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
The naked earth is warm with Spring, And with green grass and bursting trees Leans to the sun's kiss glorying, And quivers in the sunny breeze.
Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?
I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet in a garden.
All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become, I will always plant a large garden in the spring. Who can resist the feelings of hope and joy that one gets from participating in nature's rebirth?
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn. April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
April is a promise that May is bound to keep.
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on the wing The snail's on the thorn God's in his heaven- All's right with the world
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
God is in his Heaven, all's right with the world.
Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party!'
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
The world's favorite season is the spring. All things seem possible in May.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.
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.
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!