Top 1200 Spring Love Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

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Last updated on November 15, 2024.
A great pair of tweezers should feel like they are vibrating as if they have a spring. If the tweezers don't do that, they won't work well at all.
From thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend,- Path, motive, guide, original, and end.
Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love - now you are love.
For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green. — © J. R. R. Tolkien
For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green.
Now 'tis spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now and they'll o'ergrow the garden.
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
Saints spring and thrive most internally, when they are most externally afflicted. Afflictions are the mother of virtue.
An authentically powered person lives in love. Love is the energy of the soul. Love is what heals the personality. There is nothing that cannot be healed by love. There is nothing but love.
A lot of people don't know that I love to love. To have a different kind of mask on me where people feel like I'm not a loving individual. I just love to love, I love everything and everybody, I'm about peace that's my spirit.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
The Arab Awakening or Arab Spring has transformed the geopolitical landscape.
I love my husband so much. I love our family. I love our dynamic. I'm proud to be in the relationship that I am because it's based on love. Pure love.
Measure your health by your sympathy with morning and Spring.
It was a dark, blustery afternoon in spring, and the city of London was chasing a small mining town across the dried-out bed of the old North Sea.
I love love. I love having a lover and being one. The insularity of passion. I love it. I love the way it blurs the distinction between everyone who isn't one's lover. — © Tom Stoppard
I love love. I love having a lover and being one. The insularity of passion. I love it. I love the way it blurs the distinction between everyone who isn't one's lover.
Baseball begins in the spring, the season of new life. Football begins in the fall, when everything's dying.
Just as when spring comes, Nature celebrates, When Navaratri comes, the Spirit celebrates.
I think our customers don't need anything. They just want something special. This is why we do collections - not just the Spring fashion show, but the pre - Fall and cruise lines too. The customers love to find something in the shop they don't see in a magazine. This is the trick about the cruise and pre-Fall collections. Nobody knows about them. When you go to the shop, you really find something you don't see anywhere else.
I never see that prettiest thing- A cherry bough gone white with Spring- But what I think, "How gay 'twould be To hang me from a flowering tree.
You can't force people to love you. If you love somebody, you love them because you love them. People who love you, it doesn't matter; if you're good or bad, they will still love you.
I did 'Spring Awakening' on Broadway for about three years, and I did over 500 performances.
I have some shorter stories coming out in other books early next year. I might be pitching a re-vamp of Ghost Rider in the spring. We'll see.
Failure is a judgment, an opinion. It stems from your fears, which can be eliminated by love-love for yourself, love for what you do, love for others, and love for your planet.
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.
I love acting, I love directing, I love writing, I love producing, I love creating.
A comforting acquaintance, hope, a contagious thing like spring, inebriating like lager.
Lyrical poetry is much the same an every age, as the songs of the nightingales in every spring-time.
Before I pitch any game, from spring training to Game 7 of the World Series, I'm scared to death.
In spring training I'm in every newspaper (in Korea) every day. In the regular season, they watch it on TV.
Solitary converse with nature; for thence are ejaculated sweet and dreadful words never uttered in libraries. Ah! the spring days, the summer dawns, and October woods!
Winter isn't forever. Winter is always followed by spring. And it's how to take advantage of whatever season you're in.
Almond blossom, sent to teach us That the spring days soon will reach us.
There's four seasons in the UK, spring, autumn, winter and winter.
even as human vitality is at its lowest ebb in the early morning, so it is with plant life in the early spring.
I've always been like this - trying to find adventure where it's still in its first élan - the first spring.
The challenge for a nonfiction writer is to achieve a poetic precision using the documents of truth but somehow to make people and places spring to life as if the reader was in their presence.
And seemingly as winter has become spring, confusion has become insight.
When the winter comes, be very happy; because the spring comes only if the winter comes!
Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby! But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
Baseball means Spring's Here. Football means Winter's Coming. — © Thomas Boswell
Baseball means Spring's Here. Football means Winter's Coming.
We may not all break the Ten Commandments, but we are certainly all capable of it. Within us lurks the breaker of all laws, ready to spring out at the first real opportunity.
Grandmother Hannah comes to me at Pesach and when I am lighting the sabbath candles. The sweet wine in the cup has her breath.... a little winter no spring can melt.
Spring and summer 1942 was probably the worst period of internal terror in Slovakia. It was also the time of mass deportation of Slovak Jews to the extermination camps in Poland.
When snow melts, what does it become?' It becomes water, of course' Wrong! It becomes spring!
There are no ordinary feelings. Just as there are no ordinary spring days or kicked over cans of paint.
Democracy can only spring from within a nation itself, only from the hearts and minds of its people.
Shipwreck in youth is sorrowful enough, but one looks for storms at the spring equinox. Yet it is the September equinox that drowns.
I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm. In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
There's no vocabulary For love within a family, love that's lived in But not looked at, love within the light of which All else is seen, the love within which All other love finds speech. This love is silent.
I love beats that are hardcore, dirty and raw. I love takin niggas burners when they scared to draw. I love plottin on my enemies, I love to attack. I love beatin down niggas when they rhymes is wack!
Nor will I then thy modest grace forget, Chaste Snow-drop, venturous harbinger of Spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years! — © William Wordsworth
Nor will I then thy modest grace forget, Chaste Snow-drop, venturous harbinger of Spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years!
Faster than spring-time showers comes thought on thought.
Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
Everything is everything What is meant to be, will be After winter, must come spring Change, it comes eventually
There was a knight came riding by In early spring, when the roads were dry; And he heard that lady sing at the noon, Two red roses across the moon.
Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
If a film is about love, it tends to be about tortured love or discovering love or young love. It's not this wonderful kind of comfortable, old resilient love.
I remember disassembling and putting an old analog alarm clock together. It was a lot of fun figuring out why it still worked with that one spring missing.
When you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come
I love to promote our sport. I love grass-roots tennis. I love coaching. I love all parts of the sport. I love the business side.
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