Spring is when Winter goes on a vacation.
The only hope we have when faced with a bleak winter is a warm spring.
Hello to Spring, my season. You always give me strength to go through each year knowing at the end of Winter, you shall come again.
The wind brings in a new feeling when Spring arrives. Of calm and the return of life on the barren plains of Winter cold.
Spring is when Nature opens her windows and airs out the cobwebs of winter.
The only thing that can give us solace when Spring and Summer ends is the anticipation that after Autumn and Winter, Spring will come again.
Winter is a madness that can only be cured by going out and having fresh air in Spring.
In the Spring of young love everything is as busy as bees, followed by Summer where it heats up, with the slow chilling in Autumn, and the eventual death in Winter.
When sadness comes, plant it like a seed in winter and you will be surprised what can grow out of it come Spring.
Seasons are unstoppable in their cycles. When your life is in the dead of Winter just keep in your heart that Spring will always soon come.
Winter will always pass and Spring will never skip.
Do not be in so much despair as to cut a tree in the dead of winter. A little patience and soon the Spring will come and bear fruit.
Spring is the day all lovers favor for the breezy winds and the scent of wet dew creates colorful memories that will warm them in the winter of their lives.
Humans can be seasons. The fiery, Summer. The breezy, Autumn. The cold, Winter. But the fair and the optimistic, Spring.
Spring is like a promise spoken in the chill of Autumn, a thought of solace to get you through the bitterness of Winter.
Winter is how we truly appreciate Spring.
Never fear Winter, for Spring is never far behind.
There is something that is infinitely healing on the repeated refrains of nature as well as the assurance that the dawn will come right after night as well as the spring right after the winter.