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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 preparation heat
Early spring is the time for vigorous change, a preparation for the heat-driven oppression that is to come. Henry Rollins
spring fall years
Spring and fall, those are very inspiring times of the year for me. Henry Rollins
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 quality social
The quality of life, which in the ardour of spring was personal and sexual, becomes social in midsummer. Henry Beston
spring hero men
On the whole, my respect for my fellow-men, except as one may outweigh a million, is not being increased these days.... Such do not know that like the seed is the fruit, and that, in the moral world, when good seed is planted, good fruit is inevitable, and does not depend on our watering and cultivating; that when you plant, or bury, a hero in his field, a crop of heroes is sure to spring up. This is a seed of such force and vitality, that it does not ask our leave to germinate. Henry David Thoreau
light levis life-is
You can’t beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it. Charles Bukowski
light shadow fading
Fading light buttered the ridges until shadows licked them clean and they were lost to nightfall. Daniel Woodrell
light giving shining
The thing about light is that it really isn’t yours; it’s what you gather and shine back. And it gets more power from reflectiveness; if you sit still and take it in, it fills your cup, and then you can give it off yourself. Anne Lamott
light people silence
If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent If the unheard, unspoken Word is unspoken, unheard; Still is the spoken word, the Word unheard, The Word without a word, the Word within The world and for the world; And the light shone in the darkness and Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled About the center of the silent Word. Oh my people, what have I done unto thee. Where shall the word be found, where shall the word Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence T. S. Eliot
light speech steps
Say it again,” he says. “That whole drawn-out speech?” I remember something about a solar system, but I’m too light-headed to recite the entire thing all over again. He steps closer. “No. The part about you fallin’ for me. Simone Elkeles
light long half
It's better to burn brightly for half as long than to be a dim lingering light, Roland Gift
light silence blossoming
Inner silence is not just the absence of thoughts. No! Silence is the blossoming of our indomitable inner will. Silence is our inner wisdom-light. Sri Chinmoy
light soul path
But few are those who tread the sunlit path; Only the pure in soul can walk in light. Sri Aurobindo
light body consciousness
One can see light above the head; that indicates a consciousness outside the body. But that itself is not the Truth-Consciousness or Vijnana. But much light descending from there illumines this consciousness. Sri Aurobindo
flames fire rose
Quick now, here, now, always- A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. T. S. Eliot