when emily dickinson wrote "spring is a happiness so beautiful, so unique, so unexpected, that i donât know what to do with my heart" and anaĂŻs nin "to feel the spring, to renew my love affair with the world." and sylvia plath "cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul" and rainer maria rilke "it is spring again. the earth is like a child that knows poems by heart." and fyodor dostoevsky "and now itâs spring, so my ideas are always so nice, sharp, inventive, and the dreams i have are tender; everything is rose-coloured"

















