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spring farewell bird
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring. William Wordsworth
spring passion blood
It feeds and grows on the blood which it sheds. The passions , from which it springs, gain strength and fury from indulgence. William Ellery Channing
spring reading writing
If I'm still wistful about On the Road, I look on the rest of the Kerouac oeuvre--the poems, the poems!--in horror. Read Satori in Paris lately? But if I had never read Jack Kerouac's horrendous poems, I never would have had the guts to write horrendous poems myself. I never would have signed up for Mrs. Safford's poetry class the spring of junior year, which led me to poetry readings, which introduced me to bad red wine, and after that it's all just one big blurry condemned path to journalism and San Francisco. Sarah Vowell
spring fall eye
Stephen kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest, Robin’s lost in play, But the kiss in Colin’s eyes Haunts me night and day. Sara Teasdale
spring war rain
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white; Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself when she woke at dawn Would scarcely know that we were gone. Sara Teasdale
spring moving heart
The spring is fresh and fearless And every leaf is new, The world is brimmed with moonlight, The lilac brimmed with dew. Here in the moving shadows I catch my breath and sing - My heart is fresh and fearless And over-brimmed with spring. Sara Teasdale
spring april
I could not be so sure of Spring / Save that it sings in me. Sara Teasdale
spring flower writing
When a poet mentions the spring, we know that the zephyrs are about to whisper, that the groves are to recover their verdure, the linnets to warble forth their notes of love, and the flocks and herds to frisk over vales painted with flowers: yet, who is there so insensible of the beauties of nature, so little delighted with the renovation of the world, as not to feel his heart bound at the mention of the spring? Samuel Johnson
spring winter play
It is a hopeless endeavour to unite the contrarieties of spring and winter; it is unjust to claim the privileges of age, and retain the play-things of childhood. Samuel Johnson
reflection degrees our-thoughts
We cannot observe external things without some degree of Thought; nor can we reflect upon our Thoughts, without being influenced in the course of our reflection by the Things which we have observed. William Whewell
reflection views people
Marriage is a reflection of your life in general: how you treat people, how you argue, how secure you are in your own thoughts. How vehemently do you argue your point of view? With what disdain do you view the other's point of view? William Shatner
reflection pope instinct
The greatest empiricists among us are only empiricists on reflection: when left to their instincts, they dogmatize like infallible popes. William James
reflection people trying
What interests me is trying to catch the reflection of the human being on the page. I'm interested in how ordinary people live their lives Tracy Kidder
reflection quiet born
Anybody looking for a quiet life has picked the wrong century to born in. Whittaker Chambers
reflection editors doubt
At one time I thought the Editor of the Lancet would kindly publish a letter from me on the subject, but further reflection led me to doubt whether so insignificant an individual would be noticed without some special introduction. William Banting
reflection soul fans
Spirit was a by-product of activity, like the reflection from a spinning fan blade, and our souls in the end did not reside within us but flowed outward from our movements. Walter Kirn
reflection theatre theater
Theater is, of course, a reflection of life. Maybe we have to improve life before we can hope to improve theater. William Ralph Inge
reflection zealous research
Chess is difficult, it demands work, serious reflection and zealous research. Wilhelm Steinitz
garden color green
You have to get over the color green; you have to quit associating beauty with gardens and lawns; you have to get used to an inhuman scale; you have to understand geological time. Wallace Stegner
garden lines directors
When you're the director and the writer, you never have to remember your lines, and there's no one to call you on it. On Garden State I did different lines on every take, just making crap up. And it was great each time. Zach Braff
garden heirlooms different
I have a garden, and I collect different heirloom seeds from different neighbors. Zac Posen
garden should knows
I also know that we should cultivate our gardens. Voltaire
garden jenny sides
Locke sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side. William Butler Yeats
garden fire house
I like fireworks too, but I set them off in gardens or kebab stands. I never set fire to my own house. Zlatan Ibrahimovic
garden george grew hands imagine knees plants recorded small space sugar tried washington
If you can imagine encountering George Washington on the grounds, it would be in the Botanical Garden on his knees with his hands in the dirt. He tried many new plants in this small space and recorded things in detail. But not everything he grew here was new and experimental. He grew sugar beets, grasses, peppers, oaks, pecans, Lombardy poplars and chinaberry. Dean Norton
garden men tree
I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden. Moon Unit Zappa
garden soil spirituality
Your thoughts are like the seeds you plant in your garden. Your beliefs are like the soil in which you plant these seeds. Louise Hay