Top 1200 Spring Day Quotes & Sayings - Page 16

I would say 'Looking' and 'Spring Awakening' are the most important and personal projects I've ever been apart of.

Hoe while it is spring, and enjoy the best anticipations. It is not much matter if things do not turn out well.

That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ. And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.

In the spring of 1993, I married Beverly and moved to the woods. This is something I could never have imagined myself doing.

If there were no cherry blossoms in this world How much more tranquil our hearts would be in spring.

I keep lists of names of people that I have met, a list of things to do day by day as well as a log of how my time is consumed throughout the day. It's a very important part of my personal discipline.

It has been well said that tea is suggestive of a thousand wants, from which spring the decencies and luxuries of civilization.

I started off in musical theater, yeah. It was one of my first jobs; it was in Spring Awakening in London, which was amazing.

While it is February one can taste the full joys of anticipation. Spring stands at the gate with her finger on the latch.

Revolutions spring not from accident, but from necessity. A revolution is a return from the factitious to the real. It takes place because it must.

Dream Song: As my eyes Search the prairie, I feel the summer in the spring. Whenever I pause The noise Of the village.

I prefer to drink my salad to get veggies and other nutrients throughout the day, so smoothies are a staple of my day-to-day diet. They taste delicious even when they are packed with spinach, kale, and healthy superfoods.

I thought I could have leaped from earth to heaven at one spring when I first saw my sins drowned in the Redeemer's blood.

In spring, nature is like a thrifty housewife ... taking up the white carpets and putting down the green ones.

It was nice standing out in the darkness, in the damp grass, with spring coming on and a feeling in my heart of imminent disaster.

The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.

Spring is come home with her world-wandering feet, And all things are made young with your desires.

A breeze passes in the night. When did it spring up? Whence does it come? Whither is it going? No man knows.

In spring 2011, I was arrested for allowing my son, then 4, to wait in a car with the windows open for a few minutes.

Of all joyful, smiling, ever-laughing experiences, there are none like those which spring from true religion.

When the spring comes, we will manure the plains of Kosova with the bones of Serbs, for we Albanians have suffered too much to forget.

How late is it? How long have we been sitting here? I look at my watch – three thirty and the day is almost ending. It’s October. All those kids recently returned to classrooms with new bags and pencil cases will be looking forward to half term already. How quickly it goes. Halloween soon, then firework night. Christmas. Spring. Easter. Then there’s my birthday in May. I’ll be seventeen. How long can I stave it off? I don’t know. All I know is that I have two choices – stay wrapped in blankets and get on with dying, or get the list back together and get on with living.

One of the tricky things with animation is, because we spend four years on the movie and everything is done so methodically day by day by day, it can be a struggle to have the finished film feel spontaneous and loose and naturally occurring.

Life is not a competition with others. In its truest sense it is a rivalry with ourselves. We should each day seek to break the record of our yesterday. We should seek each day to live stronger, better, truer lives; each day to master some weakness of yesterday; each day to repair past follies; each day to surpass...ourselves. And this is but progress.

Surely, anyway, a working day of eight or nine hours which is not split by a nap is simply too much for a human being to take, day in, day out, and particularly so in hot weather.

I try to find a reason to laugh each day. Somehow, if you can incorporate laughter into your day, every day, it really helps. It's the little things in life that make me happy.

Break open the cherry tree: where are the blossoms? Just wait for spring time to see how they bloom.

Mickey Mantle was a very good golfer, but we weren't allowed to play golf during the season; only at spring training.

Wars spring from unseen and generally insignificant causes, the first outbreak being often but an explosion of anger.

For the last few years I've tried to force myself to write at least one page every day, which doesn't sound like much but it's actually pretty hard to manage. Because I'm not allowed to do a make-up day. I can't do two pages the next day. The punishment for not completing my page is that I have to eat a vegetarian meal the next day.

The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling.

I heard the spring light whisper Above the dancing stream, The world is made forever in likeness of a dream.

No matter what changes take place in the world, or in me, nothing ever seems to disturb the face of spring.

August brings into sharp focus and a furious boil everything I've been listening to in the late spring and summer.

Countries with lots of unmarried young men are the most vulnerable to sudden upheavals - this is what fueled the Arab Spring.

I like to go super blonde early in the spring because the sun's out and it helps keep that tone.

When you do enough research, the story almost writes itself. Lines of development spring loose and you'll have choices galore.

It is the essence of poetry to spring, like the rainbow daughter of Wonder, from the invisible, to abolish the past, and refuse all history.

Expect to have hope rekindled. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.

A library outranks any other one thing a community can do to benefit its people. It is a never failing spring in the desert.

It is one of the strongest bonds, I think, that can spring up between people: sharing a passion for certain books and their authors.

Journey’s end In western lands beneath the Sun The flowers may rise in Spring, The trees may bud, the waters run, The merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night, And swaying branches bear The Elven-stars as jewels white Amid their branching hair. Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell.J.

My compositions spring from my sorrows. Those that give the world the greatest delight were born of my deepest griefs.

There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.

My day-to-day life changes; I don't have any standard day.

Start the day with love, spend the day with love, fill the day with love and end the day with love. That is the way to God.

People who say spring training's too long, I absolutely disagree. I think it's the perfect length of time.

A good critic is the sorcerer who makes some hidden spring gush forth unexpectedly under our feet.

I'm hoping to do more with my music. I did the stage musical 'Spring Awakening' recently and it reignited the love I have for singing.

The birth and rebirth of all nature, / The passing of winter and spring, / We share with the life universal, / Rejoice in the magical ring.

This is the divine moment when we can hold the fairest blossom of spring in one hand and the sweetest flowers of early summer in the other.

The Arab Spring has heightened the ideological tension between Ankara and Tehran, and Turkey's model seems to be winning.

Look deeply; I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch ... to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

Look at the cherry blossoms! Their color and scent fall with them, Are gone forever, Yet mindless The spring comes again.

No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn. April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.

The Creator, the fountain of all wisdom, the approver of perpetual order, the eternal and superessential spring of geometry and harmonics.

All men, among themselves, are by nature equal. The inequality we now discern hath its spring from the civil law.

I love the sticky leaves in spring, the blue sky — that’s all it is. It’s not a matter of intellect or logic, it’s loving with one’s inside, with one’s stomach.

No one can look at a pine tree in winter without knowing that spring will come again in due time.

Rest you well, beloved Jesus, Caesar’s Lord and Israel’s King, In the brooding of the Spirit, in the darkness of the spring