When the time is ripe for certain things, these things appear in different places in the manner of violets coming to light in early spring.
When we connect with our personal authenticity and truth, the vitality that is triggered becomes an eternal spring of regenerative passion that continues to expand our experience.
For waters break forth in the wilderness, and streams in the desert; the burning sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water
From compassion springs humility. The ego is verily a gateway to hell. The person who is egoistic is far from being religious.
The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.
Because the birdsong might be pretty, But it's not for you they sing, And if you think my winter is too cold, You don't deserve my spring.
I have interests outside of rugby and have been cultivating them for when I do decide to hang up the boots.
Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any other story springs.
Poetry is – raw feelings as sunny summer, fiery turmoil as vibrant autumn, daunting revelation as stormy winter, intrepid hope as blooming spring.
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
With most men, unbelief in one thing springs from blind belief in another.
Evil isn't born...Neither is purity. Because even as newborns, there is something wrong inside of all of us bound to spring up and activate itself within us.
I'd come to realize that all our troubles spring from our failure to use plain, clear-cut language.
I look forward to the spring vegetables because the season is so short. Mushrooms, edible foraged herbs, wild leeks, early season asparagus.
The soy-bean, in particular, has proved sufficiently resistant to cold in spring and to adverse weather during summer to warrant heavy planting, especially throughout the South.
Spring dances with joy in every flower and in every bud letting us know that changes are beautiful and an inevitable law of life.
In the soul of a lover, it is always spring where flowers of ecstasy are always blooming. Music of love is always playing.
Every little or big problem has a reason, Every year there is a winter season, Every trouble goes away with time, After winter spring comes with rhyme.
I will come during the spring with blooms of mystic ecstasy. I will vanish in the song of autumn with the falling colors and beauty.
'Yield' was completed in 1997 and released in 1998. In the spring of 1997, I had made a decision to stop taking medications that I had been taking daily since 1988.
I have crooked toes from wearing boots that didn't fit me because that's all I could afford as a kid.
