Donald G. Mitchell Quotes

A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.

The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.

With the coming of spring, I am calm again.

That is one good thing about this world... there are always sure to be more springs.

The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.

One swallow does not make a summer, but one skein of geese, cleaving the murk of March thaw, is the Spring.

I have never known what it feels like to wake up in the morning full of the joys of spring, and wander through the day feeling capable of coping.

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.

Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.

The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.

The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.

I know there will be spring, as surely as the birds know it when they see above the snow two tiny, quivering green leaves. Spring cannot fail us.

Spring drew on... and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that hope traversed them at night and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.

When the leaves of the strongest tree fall, spring is here.

The hopeless hope is one of the early harbingers of spring, bespeaking an innocent belief that the world might right its wrongs and reverse its curses simply because the trees are coming into leaf.

Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to bloom.

The most delicious sensation of all is the re-birth of healthy human love. Spring coming back to Earth!

Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!

Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!

Today a new sun rises for me; everything lives, everything is animated, everything seems to speak to me of my passion, everything invites me to cherish it.

My sun sets to rise again.