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summer nature spring
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. Charles Dickens
summer spring winter
Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade. Charles Dickens
summer reading boys
This was my only and my constant comfort. When I think of it, the picture always rises in my mind, of a summer evening, the boys at play in the churchyard, and I sitting on my bed, reading as if for life. Charles Dickens
summer country nature
A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns. Charles Dickens
summer morning air
The appearance presented by the streets of London an hour before sunrise, on a summer's morning, is most striking even to the few whose unfortunate pursuits of pleasure, or scarcely less unfortunate pursuits of business, cause them to be well acquainted with the scene. There is an air of cold, solitary desolation about the noiseless streets which we are accustomed to see thronged at other times by a busy, eager crowd, and over the quiet, closely-shut buildings, which throughout the day are swarming with life and bustle, that is very impressive. Charles Dickens
summer spiritual winter
From the days when it was always summer in Eden, to these days when it is mostly winter in fallen latitudes, the world of a man has invariably gone one way Charles Darnay's way the way of the love of a woman Charles Dickens
summer ice mind
....that the mounds of ices, and the bowls of mint-julep and sherry cobbler they make in these latitudes, are refreshments never to be thought of afterwards, in summer, by those who would preserve contented minds. Charles Dickens
summer winter order
The winter is forbidden till December, And exits March the second on the dot. By order summer lingers through September In Camelot. Alan Jay Lerner
summer brother night
I kind of knew something was going on, and my older brothers and sisters were singing be-boppish kinds of stuff in the living room, and I was listening. I started singing, warmer than a summer night, at seven or eight years old. Al Jarreau
sadness faces brightness
Some women's faces are, in their brightness, a prophecy; and some, in their sadness, a history. Charles Dickens
sadness night years
God alone can do what seems impossible. This is the promise of his grace: 'I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten' (Joel 2:25). God can give back all those years of sorrow, and you will be the better for them. God will grind sunlight out of your black nights. In the oven of affliction, grace will prepare the bread of delight. Someday you will thank God for all your sadness. Charles Spurgeon
sadness hands all-alone
You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages. Al Stewart
sadness mind want
What is the source of sadness, but feebleness of the mind? What giveth it power but the want of reason? Rouse thyself to the combat, and she quitteth the field before thou strikest. Akhenaton
sadness cleansing reassuring
There is nothing so cleansing or reassuring as a vicarious sadness. David Rakoff
sadness tantrums
All sadness is a tantrum. Byron Katie
sadness matter world
When your world has shattered, ain't nothing else matters. It ain't over, it's only love and that's all. Bryan Adams
sadness skills brain
Glen Hirshberg's stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content -- the stories themselves haunt, they stick around, they linger, inhabiting a little corner of the reader's brain and resurfacing to evoke mystery or sadness or longing. It's a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg's storytelling skills in American Morons. Aimee Bender
sadness forever lasts
This is the time to remember cause it will not last forever. These are the days to hold onto cause we won't although we'll want to. Billy Joel
firefly wings shining
The firefly only shines when on the wing, So it is with us--when we stop, we darken. Jan Karon
firefly realizing beats
You know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat ya with until you realize who's in ruttin' command here! Adam Baldwin
firefly night parks
I love Prospect Park-watching fireflies at night and going to the bandshell for free music. Abbey Lee Kershaw
firefly light echoes
There is a place where time stands still ...illuminated by only the most feeble red light, for light is diminished to almost nothing at the center of time, its vibrations slowed to echoes in vast canyons, its intensity reduced to the faint glow of fireflies. Alan Lightman
firefly bird suffering
I suffer for birds and fireflies but not frogs, she said, and threw him across the room. Kaboom! Like a genie out of a samovar, a handsome prince arose in the corner of the bedroom. Anne Sexton
firefly bogs natural
Unto a life which I call natural I would gladly follow even a will-o'-the-wisp through bogs and sloughs unimaginable, but no moonnor firefly has shown me the causeway to it. Henry David Thoreau
firefly saws infinite
But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most... he saw fireflies where there were none. Gabriel Garcia Marquez
firefly people bangs
I've often found myself preferring second-rate people to supposedly superior people, simply and solely because of their uncontrollable tendency to bang themselves against the sides of life's vast lampshade like fireflies or moths. Francoise Sagan
firefly dark light
Events are the ephemera of history; they pass across its stage like fireflies, hardly glimpsed before they settle back into darkness and as often as not into oblivion. Every event, however brief, has to be sure a contribution to make, lights up some dark corner or even some wide vista of history. Nor is it only political history which benefits most, for every historical landscape - political, economic, social, even geographical - is illumined by the intermittent flare of the event. Fernand Braudel