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summer work
We can co-exist with soccer, absolutely. They're essentially a summer sport and we're winter. We'll make it work beautifully. Brian Waldron
summer heart cities
Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the very stone seem flesh-alive, webbed and pulsing. Truman Capote
summer crush years
She'd secretly had a crush on him since they were twelve years old. Last summer, she'd fallen for him hard. Rick Riordan
summer perfection today
Be intent upon the perfection of the present day. William Law
summer song art
The moving accident is not my trade; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts: 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts. William Wordsworth
summer dog art
The dog that buried the bone which even a canine appetite could not manage, the squirrel that gathered nuts for a later feast, the bees that filled the comb with honey, the ants that laid up stores for a rainy day - these were among the first creators of civilization. It was they....who taught our ancestors the art of providing for tomorrow out of the surplus of today, or of preparing for winter in summer's time of plenty. Will Durant
summer mean eye
The poor lady must have dropped that", she said, and undid the gate stepping out to get it. Jared put his hand on it, "No". Mrs Jeffries stared down at him. "What do you mean...no?" Jared and Mrs.Jeffries stared back at each other,neither breaking eye contact in a perfect deadlock. Then Jared smiled at her. "I mean", he said with conviction, "it's mine." "It's what?" Jared stood up, pocketing the lipstick. "I know", he responded. "Everyone tells me i'm more of a summer". Mrs.Jeffries continued to stare. Jared continued to speak. "I'm going to go now. Me... and my lipstick. Sarah Rees Brennan
summer school holiday
They walked to school, talking about how much they were longing for the summer holidays. "Oh, I am planning things," said Jamie. "Great, great things. I could join a band." "You gave up the guitar after two lessons." "Well," he said, "I could be a backup dancer." "Backup dancers have to wear belly shirts and glitter," said Mae. "So obviously, I support this plan. Sarah Rees Brennan
summer kids smell
As a kid, I was terrified. I was a bed wetter and I had to go to sleepaway camp every summer, which was humiliating and terrifying. I had lots of insecurities and scaredness. I covered it with being funny and tough, but it's hard to be tough when you're making your cot in your bunk over soaking wet sheets and acting like nobody can smell anything. Sarah Silverman
sadness voice rose
Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that Dimitri didn't ask to see you. He asked specifically not to see you. Richelle Mead
sadness arrows dull
I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness. Virginia Woolf
sadness weight wonder
The weight of sadness was in wonder lost. William Wordsworth
sadness light use
I sometimes use a lot of light greens and greys when I feel there is sadness in the painting. Robert Ryan
sadness matter nothing-matters
Come into my life, here where nothing matters. Come into my life, roll away the gloom. Robert Plant
sadness mirrors light
He was looking at me, jsut as I'd thought he would be, but like Bert's, his light was not what I expected. No pity, no sadness: nothing had changed. I realized all the times I'd felt people stare at me, their faces had been pictures, abstracts. None of them were mirrors, able to reflect back the expression I thought one I wore, the feelings only I felt. Sarah Dessen
sadness relief empty
I feel empty, not because of sadness, but because of relief, all the tension flowing out of me. Veronica Roth
sadness heart remember
A good cry can be wonderful sometimes, and sadness is nothing more than love announced. Sadness and Unhappiness are not the same thing, and it is good to remember that. And there is this: sadness cleanses the heart. Neale Donald Walsch
sadness race way
It is the great sadness of our species that we have not found a way to eliminate the conflict and to eliminate violence as a device to resolve our conflicts throughout the entire history of the human race. Neale Donald Walsch
autumn beautiful city english-musician family history involved last programme trip
Last autumn I made a programme about the history of the Strauss family and of the waltz, which involved a trip to the beautiful city of Vienna. Lesley Garrett
autumn editors fudge
He types his labored column - weary drudge! Senile fudge and solemn: spare, editor, to condemn these dry leaves of his autumn. Robertson Davies
autumn games guys hudson vital
It is vital that we give guys like (Pieter) Dixon and (James) Hudson games as we will need them when the autumn internationals start. John Connolly
autumn years facts
It follows the seasons, beginning each year with the fond expectancy of springtime and ending with the hard facts of autumn. Ken Burns
autumn age hints
Autumn is a hint from God to Old Age. Austin O'Malley
autumn sun sunlight
Sunlight is like the breath of life to the pomp of autumn. Nathaniel Hawthorne
autumn men firsts
Men have been swindled by other men on many occasions. The autumn of 1929 was, perhaps, the first occasion when men succeeded on a large scale in swindling themselves. John Kenneth Galbraith
autumn dark squares
and because what we learn in the dark remains all our lives, a noise like the sea, displacing the day's pale knowledge, you'll come to yourself in a glimmer of rainfall or frost, the burnt smell of autumn, a meeting of parallel lines, and know you were someone else for the longest time, pretending you knew where you were, like a diffident tourist, lost on the one main square, and afraid to enquire. John Burnside
autumn years shining
To her bier Comes the year Not with weeping and distress, as mortals do, But, to guide her way to it, All the trees have torches lit; Blazing red the maples shine the woodlands through... Lucy Larcom