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spring oakland afternoon
It's been like that all spring. It's just that balls decided to hang up there. It's hard to catch it when you can't see it. But that's how it's going to be in Oakland in the afternoon anyway. Nick Swisher
spring long loathing
The loathing of mankind is a force that surprises and overwhelms one, fed by hundreds of springs concealed his subconsciousness. One only detects its presence after having long entertained it unawares. Georg Brandes
spring months october
I have been younger in October than in all the months of spring. W. S. Merwin
spring teaching simple
Teach us delight in simple things, and mirth that has no bitter springs. Rudyard Kipling
spring huffy trams
And always Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne, over and over the same photo in glaring greens and reds, of a tram, huffy, blunderous, manoeuvring itself with pole akimbo round the tight corner where Bourke Street enters Spring. Helen Garner
spring flower fading
Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds. Friedrich Schiller
spring vision mountain
I entreat fresh visions from the painters. Be lavish with your vermilion to portray the mountains in the spring. Lu Xun
spring surprised
That's about as surprised as I've been this Spring Training. Mike Hargrove
spring los-angeles enjoy
I enjoy going to Palm Springs when I'm living in Los Angeles. Kristin Chenoweth
wind political ugly
I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction. Barack Obama
wind doe earth
Once we agree on the future, the present will be much easier. A captain who does not know where he wants to sail, there is no wind on Earth that will bring him there. We have first to decide where we want to go, where we want to sail. Ami Ayalon
wind roots people
Over the millennia the seed of stories planted in the fertile soil of bits and scraps of facts was watered by wishes and began to take root and grow. Eventually, a bountiful fruit of rumors burst forth, to be spread on the wind of whispers that said we hid a fabled hoard of gold. Nothing could convince the believers that it was not true. The truth does not glitter for these people like gold does. Terry Goodkind