Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering in a day.
You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water...
That will be so amusing! You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water...
But only a person in the depths of despair neglected to look beyond winter to the spring that inevitably followed, bringing back color and life and hope.
She wanted to burn the whole place to ashes but, at the same time, it would be kind of nice to see it again. Home.
For I know that we laughers have a gross cousinship with the most high, and it is this contrast and perpetual quarrel which feeds a spring of merriment in the soul of a sane man.
As we send our armsmen and sailors away to fight and die together; let there be peace between us. If there cannot be peace in the world, at least let it be welcome here.
Her soul was a fifth season, of richer hue than autumn, bursting with more life than spring, hidden away, ready to transform the world with such glory as it had never seen.
We want to believe that this life is longer than it is, but in the grand scheme of the universe our existence equals the amount of time it takes a warm breeze to blow through your hair on a spring day.
If you have always suspected your sister of an inclination to madness, it will be my pleasure to confirm your worst fears.
...and so many colors I will have seen... the menacing greys and pine greens the soft pink and purples of spring and summer blue and so many others without you.
It’s time for a spring cleaning of your thoughts, it’s time to stop to just existing it’s time to start living.
When we live with Integrity every word, thought and action springs from the Intelligence of the Heart and flows in harmony, enlightened by the pure light of Consciousness.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." [ ]
We eat the year away. We eat the spring and the summer and the fall. We wait for something to grow and then we eat it.
We can, if we so choose, wander aimlessly over the continent of the arbitrary. Rootless as some winged seed blown about on a serendipitous spring breeze.
It is one of the strongest bonds, I think, that can spring up between people: sharing a passion for certain books and their authors.
But thats the beauty of the human condition; we're always able to see the spring on the other side of winter, so long as we're willing to try.
If you've been running a business for 38 years, you're approaching your 66th birthday, you've never owed a man a penny or done anyone any grievance in your life, and you feel hard done-by and try to protect yourself and your family, but go to prison,...
The air smelled like Bayou Teche when it's spring and the fish are spawning among the water hyacinths and the frogs are throbbing in the cattails and the flooded cypress.
It was early spring, 326 BC, in the beautiful city of Chersonesus protected by a haunting deep blue sea and a giant wall. Today was the second day of the Festival of Dionysus.
