Kenneth Grahame Quotes

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.

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

With the coming of spring, I am calm again.

Every renaissance comes to the world with a cry, the cry of the human spirit to be free.

There's an abundance of hope in Hollywood, as if it's fueled by the sun, and maybe it is.

There's so much power in seeing the possibility of change.

All the negativity that was once around me has turned into all this positivity.

It's possible to watch 'Gone Girl' and feel that you have seen something terribly bleak. But it's also possible to receive it as good news. Any powerful articulation of the need for change is also a testimony to the possibility of change.

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.

It felt like a new day.

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy! O, wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Meanwhile spring arrived. My old dejection passed away and gave place to the unrest which spring brings with it, full of dreams and vague hopes and desires.

In my own life, as winters turn into spring, I find it not only hard to cope with mud but also hard to credit the small harbingers of larger life to come, hard to hope until the outcome is secure. Spring teaches me to look more carefully for the green stems of possibility; for the intuitive hunch that may turn into a larger insight, for the glance or touch that may thaw a frozen relationship, for the stranger's act of kindness that makes the world seem hospitable again.

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

The Spring I seek is in a new face only.

I propose changing fear for hope. I propose changing Mexico.

We carry a new world here, in our hearts. That world is growing this minute.

Easter is meant to be a symbol of hope, renewal, and new life.

The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

Quite the opposite. I might fall on my face, but I feel born again.

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

'Peace Train' is a song I wrote, the message of which continues to breeze thunderously through the hearts of millions. There is a powerful need for people to feel that gust of hope rise up again.

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.

On the other hand, I believe there's hope, because the breakdown and the repair are happening simultaneously.