After the clouds, the sunshine; after the winter, the spring; after the shower, the rainbow; for life is a changeable thing. After the night, the morning, bidding all darkness cease, after life's cares and sorrows, the comfort and sweetness of peace.— Helen Steiner Rice
Emotional Spring Love quotations
Behold, my friends, the spring is come;
the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
You can crush the flowers, but you can't stop the spring.
A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees.
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, But Lust's effect is tempest after sun; Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain, Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done; Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.
Even in winter it shall be green in my heart.
God is the source of life and light and joy to the universe.
Like rays of light from the sun, like the streams of living water bursting from a living spring, blessings flow out from Him to all His creatures. And wherever the life of God is in the hearts of men, it will flow out to others in love and blessing.
The hardest spiritual work in the world is to love the neighbor as the self - to encounter another human being not as someone you can use, change, fix, help, save, enroll, convince or control, but simply as someone who can spring you from the prison of yourself, if you will allow it.
Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
What I need is the dandelion in the spring.
The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.
To be interested in the changing seasons is, in this middling zone, a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
We have learnt, rather too late, that action comes, not from thought, but from a readiness for responsibility.
A garden is a grand teacher... above all it teaches entire trust.
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words.
They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.
In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove;
In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
I love spring flowers: daffodils and hyacinths are the ultimate flower for me.
They are the essence of spring.
From powerful causes spring the empiric's gains, Man's love of life, his weakness, and his pains; These first induce him the vile trash to try, Then lend his name, that other men may buy.
There is love like a small lamp, which goes out when the oil is consumed;
or like a stream which dries up when it doesn't rain. But there is a love that is like a mighty spring gushing up out of the earth; it keeps flowing forever, and is inexhaustible.
Let us look upon a crucified Christ, the remedy of all our miseries.
His cross hath procured a crown, his passion hath expiated our transgression. His death hath disarmed the law, his blood hath washed a believer's soul. This death is the destruction of our enemies, the spring of our happiness, and the eternal testimony of divine love.
Ring-ting! I wish I were a primrose, A bright yellow primrose blowing in the spring! The stooping boughs above me, The wandering bee to love me, The fern and moss to creep across, And the elm-tree for our king!
Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush.
Philosophy springs from the love of being;
it is man's loving endeavor to perceive the order of being and attune himself to it. Gnosis desires dominion over being; in order to seize control of being the Gnostic constructs his system. The building of systems is a gnostic form of reasoning, not a philosophical one.
Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his main-spring of Mind. But God help us all! It is at present a sad jar of atoms.
When you forgive, you heal your own anger and hurt and are able to let love lead again. It's like spring cleaning for your heart.
If you neglect to instruct children in the way of holiness, will the devil neglect to instruct them in the way of wickedness? No; if you will not teach them to pray, he will to curse, swear, and lie; if ground be uncultivated, weeds will spring.
Maybe love is like rain. Sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential, flooding, eroding, joyful, steady, filling the earth, collecting in underground springs. When it rains, when we love, life grows.
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.
Anyone who ever wondered how much they could love a child who did not spring from their own loins, know this: it is the same. The feeling of love is so profound, it's incredible and surprising.
Take spring when it comes and rejoice.
Take happiness when it comes and rejoice. Take love when it comes and rejoice.
That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ.
And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.