Spring, George Santayana

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

- George Santayana (1863-1952)

Spring, Diane Frolov

Listen, can you hear it? Spring's sweet cantata. The strains of grass pushing through the snow. The song of buds swelling on the vine. The tender timpani of a baby robin's heart. Spring.

- Diane Frolov

Season, Bill Gates

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

- Bill Gates (1955- )

Spring, Susan J. Bissonette

An optimist is the human personification of spring.

- Susan J. Bissonette

Spring, William Shakespeare

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.

- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Two Gentlemen of Verona (I, iii, 84-87)

Spring, Western Proverb

April Showers bring May flowers.

- Western Proverb

Spring, Frances Hodgson Burnett

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"Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like...?"
"It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine..."

― Frances Hodgson Burnett (1849-1924), The Secret Garden (1911)

"봄이 오고 있을까요?" 그는 말했다. "어떤 모습일까요?"
"그건 비가 오고 있는데 햇빛이 비치는 거고, 태양이 빛나는데 비가 오고 있는 것 같죠."

- 프랜시스 호지슨 버넷 (Frances Hodgson Burnett) 소설가, 비밀의 화원

Spring, Henry Timrod

Spring is a true reconstructionist.

- Henry Timrod (1828–1867)

Spring, Christina Rossetti

Spring is when life's alive in everything.

- Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)

Spring, Emily Dickinson

A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.

- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830-1886)

Spring, David Assael

Well, spring sprang. We've had our state of grace and our little gift of sanctioned madness, courtesy of Mother Nature. Thanks, Gaia. Much obliged. I guess it's time to get back to that daily routine of living we like to call normal.

- David Assael

Winter, Charles Kingsley

Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay-- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.

- Charles Kingsley (1819-1875)

Winter, Anne Bradstreet

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.

- Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672)