#spring

...beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #pain #spring-rain #tears #life

Dead my old fine hopes And dry my dreaming but still... Iris, blue each spring ↗

— Shushiki

#hope #spring #dreams

Woods were ringed with a colour so soft, so subtle that it could scarcely be said to be a colour at all. It was more the idea of a colour - as if the trees were dreaming green dreams or thinking green thoughts. ↗

— Susanna Clarke

#dreams

Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It’s a sad season of life without growth…It has no day. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#promise #seasons #spring #summer #dreams

Springtime in Massachusetts is depressing for those who embrace a progressive view of history and experience. It does not gradually develop as spring is supposed to. Instead, the crocuses bloom and the grass grows, but the foliage is independent from the weather, which gets colder and colder and sadder and sadder until June when one day it becomes brutishly hot without warning...It was fitting, then, that the first people who chose to settle there were mentally suspect. ↗

— Rebecca Harrington

#new-england #spring #experience

The deep roots never doubt spring will come. ↗

— Marty Rubin

#doubt #faith #spring #trust #faith

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms. ↗

— Kobayashi Issa

#cherry-blossoms #haiku #japan #life #poetry

If people did not love one another, I really don't see what use there would be in having any spring. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#people #spring #love

The music and applause fast fading from his ears, Bruce would lay down his guitar, grit his teeth, and walk dutifuly back into his father's charred vision of the world. ↗

— Peter Ames Carlin

#music

Talk about a dream, try to make it real ↗

— Bruce Springsteen

#inspirational #inspirational-life #music #dreams