Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours.
O Holy Spirit, descend plentifully into my heart. Enlighten the dark corners of this neglected dwelling and scatter there Thy cheerful beams.
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling, Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee, and to the humble spot, Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot.
It is so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the spring, to have loved, to have thought, to have done.
Little by little he came to recognize the difference between the spirits that agitated him, one from the enemy and one from God.
What springs from earth dissolves to earth again, and heaven-born things fly to their native seat.
Evil events from evil causes spring.
Every man casts a shadow; not his body only, but his imperfectly mingled spirit. This is his grief. Let him turn which way he will, it falls opposite to the sun; short at noon, long at eve. Did you never see it?
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.