Quotes about May by topic: May features, Flowers and May, People and May, Joy and May, Life and May, Love and May, Winter and May, Spring and May, Happiness and May, Heart and May, April and May.
May features
What potent blood hath modest May. (Ralph W. Emerson)
The world’s favorite season is the spring. All things seem possible in May. (Edwin Way Teale)
May: this month is a kiss that heaven gives to earth. (Friedrich von Logau)
May is the most beautiful month of the year, a month alive with warmth color.The flowers and trees are in full bloom and even the sun joins this rhapsody be emitting warmer rays. (Lillian Berliner)
May is a pious fraud of the almanac, A ghastly parody of real spring. (James Russell Lowell)
Since the may beetle has become rare, the merry month has also lost quality. (Waltraud Puzicha)
May means long walks in the evenings, eating outside in the garden(whenever possible) and lots of healthy, fresh salads to use up all the lovely summer veg that’s available. (Sophie Morris)
It was outdoor detail – and May is one fine month to be working outdoors. (Stephen King)
I’m only wishing to go a-fishing;For this the month of May was made. (Henry Van Dyke)
Flowers and May
You are as welcome as the flowers in May. (Charles Macklin)
I dreamed of colorful flowers, as they bloom in May; I dreamed of green meadows, of merry birdsong. (Wilhelm Mueller)
We trample grass, and prize the flowers of May, Yet grass is green when flowers do fade away. (Robert Southwell)
Horticulturally, the month of May is opening night, Homecoming, and Graduation Day all rolled into one. (Tam Mossman)
People and May
May, more than any other month of the year, wants us to feel most alive. (Fennel Hudson)
May makes everything new, makes the soul fresh and free. (Hermann Adam von Kamp)
And she was fayr as is the rose in May. (Geoffrey Chaucer)
May: the lilacs are in bloom. Forget yourself. (Marty Rubin)
It’s May, the lusty month of May That darling month when everyone throws self-control away. (Alan Jay Lerner)
Joy and May
A May day is a categorical imperative of joy. (Friedrich Hebbel)
What is so sweet and dear as a prosperous morn in May, the confident prime of the day. (William Watson)
In May the blossoms unfold and the feeling is hard to contain; the merry month brings a lot of joy, because it’s not far to summer. (Oscar Stock)
Oh! Gladly do we welcome thee, fair pleasant month of May. The month which we’ve eager longed to see through many a wintry day. (Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon)
Life and May
The May of life blooms only once and then never again. (Friedrich Schiller)
The May of life does not bloom for long, it seems to us like a dream in its flight; but it only escapes the eye: In the heart some of its blossoms ripen into fruit for us. (Friedrich von Bodenstedt)
I felt May, dear May! I breathed deeply and wanted to think that not here, but somewhere under the sky, above the trees, far outside the city, in the fields and forests, spring life of its own was now unfolding, mysterious, beautiful, rich and holy, inaccessible to the understanding of a weak, sinful person. (Anton Chekhov)
Love and May
Love, whose month is ever May. (William Shakespeare)
In the wonderful month of May, when all the buds burst, love rose in my heart. (Heinrich Heine)
I thought that spring must last forevermore; For I was young and loved, and it was May. (Vera Brittain)
To forbid love to a young and pretty person would be to forbid a tree to bear leaves in the month of May. (Katherine Bernard)
Winter and May
In beauty as the first of May doth the last of December. (William Shakespeare)
And after winter folweth grene May. (Geoffrey Chaucer)
The charm of spring is known only in winter, and, sitting by the stove, you compose the best May songs. (Heinrich Heine)
Prose and drama are well enough for winter, but when nature swells the darling buds of May, my spirit craves three things: poetry, painting, and love. (Joan Smith)
Spring and May
A windy March and a rainy April make a beautiful May. (Thomas Fuller)
May twilight, tender young greenery with shadows, the smell of lilacs, the buzz of beetles, silence, warmth – how new and how unusual all this is, although spring repeats itself every year! (Anton Chekhov)
Happiness and May
Just one happy month a year? – That’s not enough for me!(Raymond Walden)
Another May new buds and flowers shall bring: Ah! why has happiness no second Spring? (Charlotte Smith)
Heart and May
May day… name day of the heart. (Nikolay Gogol)
May the heart always dream of May … (Sergei Yesenin)
April and May
April already knows what it wants, May. (Manfred Hinrich)
April makes the flowers and May has the thanks. (Paul Winckler)
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