Top 100 Spring Day Quotes
#1. The peace and beauty of a spring day had descended upon the earth like a benediction.
Kate Chopin
#2. It was a spring day, the sort that gives people hope: all soft winds and delicate smells of
warm earth. Suicide weather.
Susanna Kaysen
#3. Why can't I remember our family Christmas, or a warm spring day, or anything that might have been pleasant? It is as though the filter of recall is itself altered, so that it blocks out everything but the darkest colors of the spectrum.
Caroline Kettlewell
#4. The first day of spring is one thing and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
Henry Van Dyke
#5. I recall looking out the window at Redbuds,Dogwoods, daffodils, irises and pom-pom bushes, knowing exactly what Heaven must look like: a spring day in Kentucky.
Ashley Judd
#6. Joy is found in the simple and ordinary things of life: the smile of a newborn baby, the kiss from a sweet new puppy, and the warm sunshine on a spring day.
Marie Cornelio
#7. Lovely as a spring day but not the sort to make one envious, any more than one would envy the sun its ability to shine.
Julie Anne Long
#8. We want to believe that this life is longer than it is, but in the grand scheme of the universe our existence equals the amount of time it takes a warm breeze to blow through your hair on a spring day.
Paul S. Anderson
#9. It was only sometimes, when a spring day came in the middle of winter, that one had a sudden feeling that nothing was really impossible
Barbara Pym
#10. On a warm spring day, a galloping horse was only too clearly a sweating animal of flesh and blood. But a horse racing through a snowstorm became one with the very elements; wrapped in the whirling blast of the north wind, the beast embodied the icy breath of winter.
Yukio Mishima
#11. Paul's last words to Linda: "You're up on your beautiful Appaloosa stallion. It's a fine spring day. We're riding through the woods. The bluebells are all out, and the sky is clear-blue".
Paul McCartney
#12. She could feel magic in the quiet spring day, like a sorcerer's far-off voice, and lines of poetry floated over her mind as if they were strands of spider-web.
Stella Gibbons
#13. Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
Wilton E. Hall
#14. It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east. The sun was shining very brightly, and yet there was an exhilarating nip in the air, which set an edge to a man's energy.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#15. I stand here on this spring day in the center of my life. Chaos, din, and beauty. For a moment, I am still.
Marisa De Los Santos
#16. It was the skinny boy's stillness, he decided later. Those lines of age in a face as young as mine. His look of winter on a lovely spring day.
John Le Carre
#17. I want to remember ... Smelling your newness upon this earth. The baby-Jesus smell as Grandma used to put it. Pure. Unsullied. Like the imagined smell in the twirling air of eiderdown feathers spin-floating around the yard on a new spring day.
Carew Papritz
#18. It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
John Galsworthy
#19. On the morning of many a first spring day ... the woods were bathed in so pure and bright a light as would have waked the dead. There needs no stronger proof of immortality.
Henry David Thoreau
#20. I found another girl to pose for Myrto and then I didn't think about Rafaela much, not until a spring day years later. Or rather, I thought about her with an occasional, impersonal pang. Have you ever had a favorite cafe close? It was like that.
Ellis Avery
#21. And if anyone manages to get their sexuality and their love lined up together, they are indeed lucky. It is as rare as a fine spring day in the country.
Hanif Kureishi
#22. The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
Ernest Hemingway,
#23. I'm a one-hundred-percent, made-in-Florida, dope-smugglin', time-sharin', spring-breakin', log-flumin', double-occupancy discount vacation. I'm a tall glass of orange juice and a day without sunshine. I'm the wind in your sails, the sun on your burn and the moon over Miami. I am the native.
Tim Dorsey
#24. She wandered out for a walk. It was the kind of day that pretends spring has come, even though it hasn't. The air smelled sweet, and the sun was shining. A blackthorn tree in the garden had already bloomed and was scattering seeds everywhere, like a child feeding birds in a dizzying circle.
Eloisa James
#26. Thanksgiving is every day because in this physical body you can spring into eternal paradise.
Roger Delano Hinkins
#27. The day is an epitome of the year. The night is the winter, the morning and evening are the spring and fall, and the noon is the summer.
Henry David Thoreau
#28. Back in the spring of 2010, Stieg Larsson's agent was having a good day.
Jodie Archer
#29. [On John Brown:] The poor wretch is hanged, but from his grave a root of bitterness will spring, the fruit of which at no distant day may be disunion and civil war.
Fanny Kemble
#30. We may not know whether our understanding is correct, or whether our sentiments are noble, but the air of the day surrounds us like spring which spreads over the land without our aid or notice.
Abraham Joshua Heschel
#31. Contentment and happiness didn't exist in my life for more than a few moments at a time, and they were really only illusionary. There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.
Sylvia Day
#32. We would load up the yellow Cutlass Supreme station wagon and pick blackberries during blackberry season or spring onions during spring onion season. For us, food was part of the fabric of our day.
Mario Batali
#33. In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Margaret Atwood
#34. The world is exploding in emerald, sage, and lusty chartreuse - neon green with so much yellow in it. It is an explosive green that, if one could watch it moment by moment throughout the day, would grow in every dimension.
Amy Seidl
#35. The spring in Boston is like being in love: bad days slip in among the good ones, and the whole world is at a standstill, then the sun shines, the tears dry up, and we forget that yesterday was stormy.
Louise Closser Hale
#36. The courtyard kept changing, dazzling her with the flowers that bloomed between one day and the next, with the bare branches of trees that were swollen with the buds of new leaves and then fuzzed with green. Every day, she drove a familiar road through a new place.
Anne Bishop
#37. There is another sort of day which needs celebrating in song
the day of days when spring at last holds up her face to be kissed, deliberate and unabashed. On that day no wind blows either in the hills or in the mind.
E.B. White
#38. The really pure in heart know nothing of what goes on around them each day, each night; never realize what poisonous weeds spring up beneath their childish feet.
Francois Mauriac
#39. I'll come back,' she said. 'Do you come back, if you don't go to hell?'
'No,' I said. 'I believe stay dead.'
'Why are you crying?' she asked me.
Maggie Stiefvater
#40. I think about my mother every day. But usually the thoughts are fleeting - she crosses my mind like a spring cardinal that flies past the edge of your eye: startling, luminous, lovely ... gone.
Meghan O'Rourke
#41. The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.
Shannon Hale
#42. Has he (Rickey Henderson) ever been here (Spring Training) the first day? You have to say Rickey's consistent. That's what you want in a ballplayer - consistency.
Don Mattingly
#43. Every day, I come home with a spring in my step. We've got to work together to stop the Obama agenda and take this country back.
Ted Cruz
#44. In our spring-time every day has its hidden growths in the mind, as it has in the earth when the little folded blades are getting ready to pierce the ground.
George Eliot
#45. By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.
Not that year.
Winter hung in there, like an invalid refusing to die. Day after grey day the ice stayed hard; the world remained unfriendly and cold.
Neil Gaiman
#46. Color is, in brief terms, the type of love. Hence it is especially connected with the blossoming of the earth; and again, with its fruits; also, with the spring and fall of the leaf, and with the morning and evening of the day, in order to show the waiting of love about the birth and death of man.
John Ruskin
#47. Practice loving kindness wherever you may go.
Heather Wolf
#48. If you have ever come up against Nothing you have no idea how it can scare you out of your wits. When I was a child I used to be afraid of Something in the dark. I know now that the most fearful thing about the dark is that we may find Nothing in it.
Howard Spring
#49. Praise with elation
Praise every morning
Spring's re-creation
Of the First Day!
Eleanor Farjeon
#50. When the measured dance of the hours brings back the happy smile of spring, the buried dead is born again in the life-glance of the sun. The germs which perished to the eye within the cold breast of the earth spring up with joy in the bright realm of day.
Friedrich Schiller
#51. I met my wife on Spring break when I was in college. I was at the University of Notre Dame. She was at the University of New Hampshire. I bumped into her in Florida and told her the next day that I was going to marry her and 20 or something years later here we are.
Nicholas Sparks
#52. No matter how difficult the situation is, it won't last forever. What follows the night is the day. What follows the winter is the spring.
Tony Robbins
#53. And the crocuses nodded and laughed, holding up their little yellow staves gaily to the sunshine, and shouting to each other that it was spring, clamouring to make the most of their great day, before the flowers came in battalions to crowd them out of sight and mind.
Gertrude Page
#54. Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on the wing The snail's on the thorn God's in his heaven- All's right with the world
Robert Browning
#55. Life has puffed and blown itself into a summer day, and clouds and spring billow over the heavens as if calendars were a listing of mathematical errors.
Zelda Fitzgerald
#56. One day it had rained before sunrise, and a soft spring wind had been blowing ever since, a soothing and persuading wind, that seemed to draw out the buds from the secret places of the dry twigs, and whisper to the roots of the rose-trees that their flowers would be wanted by and by.
George MacDonald
#57. And this is a kiss like none before, a kiss that could overcome the dark of deep space night. It's a falling star, flame, ice. It's pure as water from a snow-fed mountain spring. This is what you dream a kiss to be. To have a kiss just like this each and every day! How satisfying life would be.
Ellen Hopkins
#58. 'Memorial Day' is about 'spring break' girls-gone-wild culture which is the seedy underbelly of our American Puritanism, the inverse side of the coin. It's also about how we forcefully exported that culture and then pretended to not know what we were doing.
Josh Fox
#59. It was a nice day, and I don't mean that it was sunny either. It was humid and not too cool, like winter was getting annoyed with itself and wanted it to be spring just as much as everyone else.
Gabrielle Zevin
#60. It was spring when it happened and the schoolroom windows were open all day long, and every afternoon after Billy left we had milk from little waxy cartons and Mrs. Jansma would read us chapters from a wonderful book about some children in England that had a bed that took them places at night.
Ellen Gilchrist
#61. The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
Bernard Williams
#62. There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities, so absolutely terrifying, that even man, the fighter, who will dare torture and death in order to inflict torture and death, will be appalled, and so abandon war forever.
Thomas A. Edison
#63. I've known since day one of working on 'Spring Awakening' - back in 1999 - that it was special.
Lea Michele
#64. All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar.
Helen Hayes
#65. Once, long ago in her world, a sunny day in spring was her favorite, but now a sunny day in winter delights her more. It is the perfect metaphor for their love.
Sunshine on ice.
She warms his frost. He cools her fever.
Karen Marie Moning
#66. Just as there was a day every spring when the women of the town, as though by some secret signal, appeared in their summer dresses before the first heat was felt, there was as well a day when winter showed the knife before the first laceration.
Robert Goolrick
#67. Until spring training in 1946, the only time I pitched was in 1945 in the GI World Series.
Leon Day
#68. Albion Park on a fierce spring morning. A mad March day of ice and fire. Thomas's feet beat a tattoo on the path. Every hair, every bristle on his chin stands on end. He is a small star-ship of blazing neurons- He is a librarian on his way to work, half-blind with sun and cold and memory.
Maggie Gee
#69. 'Tis sweet to kiss a girl on Spring's first day, but only half so sweet as 'tis to kiss a girl on her bootyhole.
William Shakespeare
#70. For 'tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it's green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all.
Mary Elizabeth McGrath Blake
#71. Flowers that bloom in the winter may not survive till spring.
K. Hari Kumar
#72. No one has success until he has the abounding life. This is made up of the many-fold activity of energy, enthusiasm and gladness. It is to spring to meet the day with a thrill at being alive. It is to go forth to meet the morning in an ecstasy of joy. It is to realize the oneness of humanity.
Lilian Whiting
#73. A ward, and still in bonds, one day
I stole abroad;
It was high spring, and all the way
Primrosed and hung with shade;
Yet was it frost within,
And surly winds
Blasted my infant buds, and sin
Like clouds eclipsed my mind.
Henry Vaughan
#74. She is beautiful, isn't she? (Lochlan)
Like the first day of spring after a long, harsh winter. (Sin)
Kinley MacGregor
#75. The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, and everything shines with a fresh, colorful glow, making you forget that anything as cold and harsh as winter ever existed.
Richelle E. Goodrich
#76. One who is new to fasting can begin by skipping a meal during the day. From there a person can move onto juice fasting and eventually spring water fasting. People suffering
Joshua Eagle
#77. The first day of spring is known as the vernal equinox. The equinox is special. It only happens twice a year, like a good night in ratings for NBC.
Craig Ferguson
#78. Doubt is the disease of this inquisitive, restless age. It is the price we pay for our advanced intelligence and civilization-the him night of our resplendent day. But as the most beautiful light is born of darkness, so the faith that springs from conflict is often the strongest and best.
Ross Turnbull
#79. You'd be so lean, that blast of January
Would blow you through and through. Now, my fair'st friend,
I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might
Become your time of day.
William Shakespeare
#80. Right now the day length is exactly the same as in spring when birds key into it and begin singing. The birds are a little confused by it all and the singing isn't very intense. It only lasts a week or so each fall, but it's still cool to hear spring bird songs at this time of the year.
Craig Thompson
#81. The people's awe and innate fear will hold injustice back by day, by night, so long as the people leave the laws intact, just as they are: muddy the cleanest spring, and all you'll have to drink is muddy water.
Aeschylus
#82. The blue smoke rose into the blue air, solemn, beautiful as all that day. I stood there long after everyone else was gone, and my life seemed to me to have as much meaning as that wavering and insubstantial column, or as the dead grass that fed it.
Howard Spring
#83. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Dawn, Day, and Night," it mused, as if I hadn't even answered. "The seven Courts of Prythian, each ruled by a High Lord, all of them deadly in their own way.
Sarah J. Maas
#84. One swallow does not make a spring, nor does one fine day.
Aristotle.
#85. This is a terrible hour, but it is often that darkest point which precedes the rise of day; that turn of the year when the icy January wind carries over the waste at once the dirge of departing winter, and the prophecy of coming spring.
Charlotte Bronte
#86. With just a little drop of kindness you can water a whole garden.
Heather Wolf
#87. Soon college would be out, I would join the ranks of the martriculated, and the real world would steal me away for one of their own.
Maggie Stiefvater
#88. Change should be gradual. Without spring and fall, summer and winter would be too harsh; without dawn and dusk, day and night would be too abrupt.
Vinita Kinra
#89. The man who discovers a woman's weakness is like the huntsman in the heat of the day who finds a cool spring. He wallows in it.
Jean Giraudoux
#90. It's the first day of spring. That means this weekend I'll take down my Christmas lights.
David Letterman
#91. You matter because you are you and there is no other person in this world who could ever take your place.
Heather Wolf
#92. Life is filled with rhythms-day and night, hot and cold, summer and winter, spring and fall, cloudy and clear. Likewise in a relationship, men and women have their own rhythms and cycles.
John Gray
#93. 'Tis spring; come out to ramble
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The primroses are found.
And there's the windflower chilly
With all the winds at play,
And there's the Lenten lily
That has not long to stay
And dies on Easter day.
A.E. Housman
#94. Look lak she been livin' through uh hundred years in January without one day of spring.
Zora Neale Hurston
#95. Time passes, like clouds in the sky. Weeks and months go by as if they were a single day. Summer fades to fall, winter yields to spring, different minutes of the same hour.
Martel, Yann
#96. The spring sea rising and falling, rising and falling all day.
Yosa Buson
#97. Glory follows afflictions, not as the day follows the night but as the spring follows the winter; for the winter prepares the earth for the spring, so do afflictions sanctified prepare the soul for glory.
Richard Sibbes
#98. They do not need our praise. They do not need that our admiration should sustain them. There is no immortality that is safer than theirs. We come not for their sakes but for our own, in order that we may drink at the same springs of inspiration from which they themselves drank.
Woodrow Wilson
#99. I don't think I have dreams anymore. I think they all died the same day I did, back on that sunny afternoon in spring.
J.T. Geissinger
#100. Spring seems far off, impossible, but it is coming. Already there is dusk instead of darkness at five in the afternoon; already hope is stirring at the edges of the day.
Kathleen Norris
