― Heinrich Heine, “Book of Songs, New Spring, No.
The seson priketh every gentil herte, And maketh him out of his slepe to sterte”
“A gush of bird-song, a patter of dew, A cloud, and a rainbow’s warning, Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue– An April day in the morning.” ― William Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona “April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.” “April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks go.” ― Barbara Kingsolver, Animal, Vegetable, Mineral Every religious tradition from the northern hemisphere honors some form of April hallelujah, for this is the season of exquisite redemption, a slam-bang return to joy after a season of cold second thoughts.” “Spring is made of solid, fourteen-karat gratitude, the reward for the long wait. “March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.” The Persons of Prognostication Are coming now. “It 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.” “ou have such a February face, so full of frost, of storm and cloudiness” “February is a suitable month for dying. Everything around is dead, the trees black and frozen so that the appearance of green shoots two months hence seems preposterous, the ground hard and cold, the snow dirty, the winter hateful, hanging on too long.” So fair the sky was and so soft the air.” Might you have thought that Winter’s woe was past “February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer.” “February is the border between winter and spring” “To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.” It is that from which all date their time, and count upon what is left.” “No one ever regarded the First of January with indifference.
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