A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
It's no good trying to keep up old friendships. It's painful for both sides. The fact is, one grows out of people, and the only thing is to face it.
I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.
In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, for in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. ~Kahlil Gibran
“A true friend is one who comes and wishes you a happy birthday, without the auto-reminder of a social network.”
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
Awake, thou wintry earth -
Fling off thy sadness!
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
Your ancient gladness!
~Thomas Blackburn, "An Easter Hymn"
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
~W. Earl Hall
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside'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!
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.
~Virgil A. Kraft
”Spring is in my heart,
Spring is in my soul,
tis the very season,
that makes me feel whole!”
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into.
~Henry Beecher, Life Thoughts, 1858
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1844
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.
~Edward Payson Rod