The imagination is the spur of delights... all depends upon it it is the mainspring of everything now is it not by means of the imagination one knows joy? Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?

True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt its essence is love. It issues not in laughter but in still smiles which lie far deeper.

A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road.

I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again.

Hope springs eternal even in politics.

To my great disappointment it appears that the politics of division are making a big comeback. Many Americans share my disappointment - especially those who were filled with great hope a few years ago when then-Senator Obama announced his candidacy in Springfield Illinois.

Expect to have hope rekindled. Expect your prayers to be answered in wondrous ways. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope even the ruins to which it clings.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is but always To be Blest.

I'm very confident my health isn't going to allow me to be a good player especially in the spring.

Our principles are the springs of our actions. Our actions the springs of our happiness or misery. Too much care therefore cannot be taken in forming our principles.

For happiness one needs security but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair.

The first day of spring is one thing and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.

Surely the President can agree with us that theft from government is not good. I know it's bold. It's out on the edge. I know from a Chicago-Springfield background it's hard to fully grasp that honesty could be part of government.

Dig within. Within is the wellspring of Good and it is always ready to bubble up if you just dig.

The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.