#season

Sweet as sweetest Grecian honey will my song be when I sing, O Beloved, in the season of the Spring! ↗

— Ruben Dario

#grecian #honey #i #season #sing

Our wings serve as flippers that carry us across the ocean; not in the sky! Why, us penguins have so much fun time in the water, we don't even want to fly! ↗

— Jasmine Jean

#flying #life #nature #penguin #season

Rob fleetingly thought how comical it would be to introduce her to Sunnie instead of Sammie. Then he prayed to be nice for the rest of his visit. It was taxing to be a well-behaved big brother at times. ↗

— D.H. Barbara

#seasons #life

My mother could never have said she loved fall, but as she walked down the steps with her suitcase in hand toward the red Monte Carlo her husband had been waiting in for nearly an hour, she could have said that she respected its place as a mediator between two extremes. Fall came and went, while winter was endured and summer was revered. Fall was the repose that made both possible and bearable, and now here she was was with her husband next to her, heading headlong into an early-fall afternoon with only the vaguest ideas of who they were becoming and what came next. ↗

— Dinaw Mengestu

#love

There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves. ↗

— Joe L. Wheeler

#changing-seasons #life #nostalgia #seasons #change

I do not traditionally speak ill of women, but your governess is a cabbagehead ↗

— Sarah MacLean

#humor #sarah-maclean #the-season #humor

Though his health and family had been broken in the process, he'd found his purpose in life — to share the ancient key discovered anew in the garden: if we feed the earth, it will feed us. I see that is the secret, too, to living. Though the earth demands its sacrifices, spring will always return ↗

— Melissa Coleman

#nature-of-things #seasons #death

Not forever does the bulbul sing In balmy shades of bowers, Not forever lasts the spring Nor ever blossom the flowers. Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this. ↗

— Khushwant Singh

#letting-go #life #life-changing #life-lessons #moving-on

Rhythms are what create the seasons, and rhythms are special for creating the season called love. This is a season that is always active, so even if you aren't experiencing it, someone else is, always. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#seasons #love

And in the fall, the cold would wither that which was known, scattering new seed. In the spring, that which had been sleeping awoke and a new season of beauty began. For Life seeks life and builds a bridge across the darkest valley. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#marriage #seasons-of-life #love