#season

The flowers anew, returning seasons bring; but beauty faded has no second spring. ↗

— Ambrose Philips

#beauty #bring #faded #flowers #returning

Every season has its peaks and valleys. What you have to try to do is eliminate the Grand Canyon. ↗

— Andy Van Slyke

#eliminate #every #grand #grand canyon #peaks

We all laughed. It was more like that whole thing that I was talking about earlier. You go to training camp and after the season is over, you might not see the guys for six months until you go back to training camp. ↗

— Bubba Smith

#after #back #camp #earlier #go

I was number one in the ratings four times last year and twice this season. What could be more damn equal than that? If they get any more equal, I don't want it. ↗

— Flip Wilson

#could #damn #equal #four #get

What we are waiting for is not as important as what happens to us while we are waiting. Trust the process. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#faith #positive-thinking #preparation #seasons-of-waiting #the-process

If you’re still waiting for it, it mean you’re not yet ready for it…whatever “it” is…so stop looking at waiting as a punishment and start looking at it as preparation! ↗

— Mandy Hale

#faith #keeping-the-faith #positive-thinking #preparation #punishment

The stretching of your faith is immediate pain that results in ultimate gain. It is in the waiting that we become who we are meant to be. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#becoming-you-you-re-meant-to-be #bigger-picture #consecration #destiny #faith

Soulmate adalah saat jiwa kita menemukan orang yang bisa bikin kita bahagia tanpa alasan dan menerima kita apa adanya. ↗

— LoveinParisSeason

#love

~A Comparison of Seasons~ Snow's unforgiving power causes some men to wish for spring's flower. Some might hate snow's bitter chill, but you love it at your own will. I see snow as something fun, but others might still long for summer's sun. You and I hate summer's heat, but we still love the warmth of a fire on our feet. Spring has jays whose virtuous songs are nice, but winter's lonely echoes are earth's frigged vice. I enjoy spring's life, yet I still love winter's seemingly harsh sorrow; sometimes I can't get out of the house, so I worry about tomorrow. I love the sight of snow and I treasure the sight of summer's river which swiftly flows. Also, winter can be cold, but we can look forward to seeing spring's life and joy unfold. ↗

— Seth D.

#seasons #snow #weather #life

In my own shire, if I was sad Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed for the son she bore; And standing hills, long to remain, Shared their short-lived comrade's pain. And bound for the same bourn as I, On every road I wandered by, Trod beside me, close and dear, The beautiful and death-struck year: Whether in the woodland brown I heard the beechnut rustle down, And saw the purple crocus pale Flower about the autumn dale; Or littering far the fields of May Lady-smocks a-bleaching lay, And like a skylit water stood The bluebells in the azured wood. Yonder, lightening other loads, The season range the country roads, But here in London streets I ken No such helpmates, only men; And these are not in plight to bear, If they would, another's care. They have enough as 'tis: I see In many an eye that measures me The mortal sickness of a mind Too unhappy to be kind. Undone with misery, all they can Is to hate their fellow man; And till they drop they needs must still Look at you and wish you ill. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#city #compassion #country #hate #home