#april quotes

[inkpressedpetals]

[typelikeagirl]

[the-hearth-and-the-wild]

Remember what April was like when we were young, that sense of liquid rushing and the wind taking blue scoops out of the air and the birds beside themselves in the budding trees?

John Banville, Ancient Light

[positivelypresent]

You’re always growing. 🌼

[poetryofmanya]

T.S. Eliot, The Wasteland.

[thoselovelythings]

[edwardian-girl-next-door]

Sunday, 20th April 1919 (Easter)

"What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose knit, & yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace any thing, solemn, slight or beautiful that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds & ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, & find that the collection has sorted itself & refined itself & coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, & yet steady, tranquil composed with the aloofness of a work of art."

~ Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf, vol. 1 (1915-1919), ed. Anne Olivier Bell

[natureisthegreatestartist]

"Daffodils, blossom and tulips jostle to the front of the stage in April. I love these early perennials: they may be more modest but they nearly all have that one special quality that a plant needs to transform your affections from admiration to affection - charm." -- Monty Don