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flower years nuts
Richard Whately Some persons resemble certain trees, such as the nut, which flowers in February and ripens its fruit in September; or the juniper and the arbutus; which take a whole year or more to perfect their fruit; and others, the cherry, which takes between two an three months.
flower butterfly sky
Trina Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers. There is enough room in the sky for all flyers.
flower long stories
William Wordsworth Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story: There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine.
flower dancing fluttering
William Wordsworth Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
flower sleep heart
William Wordsworth The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune.
flower air wreaths
William Wordsworth 'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes!
flower smell shy
William Wordsworth The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
flower thinking should-have
William Morris Another thing much too commonly seen, is an aberration of the human mind which otherwise I should have been ashamed to warn you of. It is technically called carpet-gardening. Need I explain it further? I had rather not, for when I think of it, even when I am quite alone, I blush with shame at the thought.
grief book sleep
Richelle Mead Sleep with Seth Mortensen? Good grief. It was the most preposterous thing I'd ever heard. It was appalling. If I absorbed his life force, there was no telling how long it'd be until his next book came out.
grief school home
William Shatner We live in grief for having left the womb, for having left the teat, then school, then home. In my case, it was leaving marriages, and the death of my wife.
grief light silence
Samuel Daniel Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.
grief grieving medicine
William Cowper Grief is itself a medicine.
grief anchors bereavement
Sarah Dessen Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.
grief sorrow would-be
William Faulkner There is no such thing as was—only is. If was existed, there would be no grief or sorrow.
grief men ideas
Voltaire What is called happiness is an abstract idea, composed of various ideas of pleasure; for he who has but a moment of pleasure is not a happy man, in like manner that a moment of grief constitutes not a miserable one.
grief stronger world
William Ralph Inge Love remembered and consecrated by grief belongs, more clearly than the happy intercourse of friends, to the eternal world; it has proved itself stronger than death.
grief dark night
William C. Bryant There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may hide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light.
wine blood glasses
Robert Motherwell The 'pure' red of which certain abstractionists speak does not exist. Any red is rooted in blood, glass, wine, hunters' caps and a thousand other concrete phenomena. Otherwise we would have no feeling toward red and its relations...
wine secret plus
Salvador Dali Qui sait déguster ne boit plus jamais de vin, mais goûte des secrets
wine greatness santa-barbara
Robert M. Parker, Jr. No viticultural region in America has demonstrated as much progress in quality and potential for greatness as... the Santa Barbara region, where the Burgundian varietals Chardonnay and Pinot Noir are planted in its cooler climates.
wine bottles france
Rod Stewart I'll tell you what I love. Sending back bottles of wine that aren't right in restaurants in France! Whoa! I love the French, but I do find their wine snobbery something unbearable.
wine french-wine my-friends
Voltaire I serve your Beaune to my friends, but your Volnay I keep for myself.
wine juice september
Voltaire Wine is the divine juice of September.
wine tyrants world
William Lloyd Garrison Since the creation of the world there has been no tyrant like Intemperance, and no slaves so cruelly treated as his.
wine sleep sound
William Butler Yeats now I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found Where seven Ephesian topers slept and never knew When Alexander's empire passed, they slept so sound.
wine eye glasses
William Butler Yeats Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.