

Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example, you're walking along minding your own business, you're looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of the sudden, you run smack into a pretty face. You begin to get weak in the knees, your head's in a whirl! And then you feel light as feather, and before you know it you're walking on air! And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop! And you completely lose your head!
LoveBambi, by Friend OwlThe world is full of magic. Small things become big. Winter turns to spring. One thing always changes into another.
Change, MagicBrother Bear, by DenahiIt was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Sun, MarchCharles DickensBy March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.
MarchNeil GaimanThere is no winter without snow, no spring without sunshine, and no happiness without companions.
Friendship, WinterKorean SayingWinter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
Victor HugoSpring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.
UnknownA light exists in Spring
Not present in the year
at any other period
When March is scarcely here.
Every winter contains a quivering spring and behind the curtain of every night there's a smilling morning.
MorningKahlil GibranAutumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Autumn & FallElizabeth BowenSome day when spring is here
We'll find our love anew
Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!"
Robin WilliamsYou can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
Pablo NerudaThe beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.
Harriet Ann JacobsWith the coming of spring, I am calm again.
Gustav MahlerI am going to try to pay attention to the spring. I am going to look around at all the flowers, and look up at the hectic trees. I am going to close my eyes and listen.
Anne LamottSpring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
Rainer Maria Rilke