April And Spring Quotes

April And Spring Quotes by Victor Hugo, William Browne, William Watson, B. C. Forbes, Wilton E. Hall, Charles Dudley Warner and many others.

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

Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
Victor Hugo
There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.
William Browne
April, April
Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears.
William Watson
It is only the farmer who faithfully plants seeds in the Spring, who reaps a harvest in the Autumn.
B. C. Forbes
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
Wilton E. Hall
Hoe while it is spring, and enjoy the best anticipations. It is not much matter if things do not turn out well.
Charles Dudley Warner
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You’re one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud come over the sunlit arch, And wind comes off a frozen peak, And you’re two months back in the middle of March.
Robert Frost
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year’s pleasant king
Thomas Nashe
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing.
William Shakespeare
Every April God rewrites the book of Genesis.
Austin O’Malley
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
Doug Larson
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
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
Matsuo Basho
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
T. S. Eliot
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.
Ellis Peters
For winter’s rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered isgrief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Algernon Charles Swinburne