Top 14 The Last Day Of Spring Quotes
#1. 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
#2. 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
#4. Turning away from Jesus Christ is TURNING AWAY from LIFE. It is turning away from GOD!
Paul Silway
#5. I believe you owe her an apology, the fighter said in his quiet, even tone.
Marissa Meyer
#6. 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
#7. Marie Antoinette. Her last words were,"Pardon me sir. I did not mean to do it,"to a man whose foot she stepped on before she was executed by the guillotine
Marie Antoinette
#8. 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
#9. I have to admit, I'm not patriotic. It has partly to do with principle, but it is also a phobia/neurosis.
Rabih Alameddine
#10. 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
#11. To say that you have lived, you first have to live; not merely exist.
P.J. Roscoe
#12. I bet it's never happened to you.
She was right. But that was only because I'd been five years old when Grandpa had started my training. When I'd thought there were monsters under the bed, he taught me how to do a proper sweep to get rid of them.
Alyxandra Harvey
#13. Love in a night shall live and die,
Love in a day shall wing and fly;
Love in the Spring shall last an hour,
Easily fade a spring-tide flower.
Aleister Crowley
#14. Elena Ferrante is the author of several novels. There is nothing mysterious about her, given how she manifests herself - perhaps even too much - in her own writing, the place where her creative life transpires in absolute fullness.
Elena Ferrante
