April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory out of desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.Winter kept us warm, coveringEarth in a forgetful snow, feedingA little life with dried tubers.
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January gray is here, like a sexton by her grave; February bears the bier, march with grief doth howl and rave, and April weeps - but, O ye hours! Follow with May's fairest flowers.
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They laid their hands upon my head, They stroked my cheek and brow; And time could heal a hurt, they said, And time could dim a vow. And they were pitiful and mild Who whispered to me then; The heart that breaks in April, child; Will mend in May again. Oh, many a mended heart they knew; So old they were, and wise. And little did they have to do To come to me with lies! Who flings me silly talk of May Shall meet a bitter soul; For June was nearly spent away Before my heart was whole.
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October. This is one of the peculiarly dangerous months to speculate in stocks in. The others are July, January, September, April, November, May, March, June, December, August, and February.
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The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.
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April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
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I remember meeting you in a dark dream Of April, you or some girl, The necklace of wishes alive and breathing around your throat.
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October is one of the peculiarly dangerous months to speculate in stocks. Others are July, January, April, September, November, May, March, June, December, August and February.
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January gray is here, like a sexton by her grave; February bears the bier, march with grief doth howl and rave, and April weeps -- but, O ye hours! Follow with May's fairest flowers.
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April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
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Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
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O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day!
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My father always told me that all businessmen were sons of bitches, but I never believed it till now. -- (Comment made 10 April 1962 in reaction to news that U.S. Steel was raising prices by $6 per ton, right after the unions negotiated a modest new contract under pressure from JFK to keep inflation down.)
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Honest winter, snow clad and with the frosted beard, I can welcome not uncordially; but that long deferment of the calendar's promise, that weeping loom of March and April, that bitter blast outraging the honor of May -- how often has it robbed me of heart and hope.
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It was a cold, bright day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen.
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Human consciousness arose but a minute before midnight on the geological clock. Yet we mayflies try to bend an ancient world to our purposes, ignorant perhaps of the messages buried in its long history. Let us hope that we are still in the early morning of our April day.
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Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.
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Men are April when they woo, December when they wed; maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
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Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May but at length the season of summer does come.
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The bank aims to prevent exchange-rate volatility in the run-up to the April presidential elections.
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The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year
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Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labor to overcome the cloud that loads em.
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We are drawn to our television sets each April the way we are drawn to the scene of an accident.
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Republicans believe every day is the Fourth of July, but Democrats believe every day is April 15.
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O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day!
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Republicans believe every day is the Fourth of July, but the democrats believe every day is April 15.
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Tony Gwynn was named player of the year for April.
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