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summer real rip
Living on the street as a kid changed the way I looked at everything. It was a different time and while it had its dangers, it was nothing like it would be today. It was the Summer of Love and there was a real sense of community among us. We were hippies who looked out for each other instead of trying to rip each other off. We only had to watch out for the police who liked to roust us just on general principles, and the kids who came in from the suburbs to do a little hippie-bashing. Charles de Lint
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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
time time-management enough
There's time enough, but none to spare. Charles W. Chesnutt
time dark mind
In the dark attics of our minds, all times mingle.
time son boys
A boy's story is the best that is ever told.
time fool calendars
Tomorrow! It is a period nowhere to be found in all the registers of time, unless, perchance, in the fool's calendar. Charles Caleb Colton
time all-things
Time is the measurer of all things, but is itself immeasurable, and the grand discloser of all things, but is itself undisclosed.
time retreat tides
Time ... advances like the slowest tide, but retreats like the swiftest torrent.
time two black
Time,- that black and narrow isthmus between two eternities.
time looks one-thing
To look back to antiquity is one thing, to go back to it is another.
time world overcoming
Time is the most subtle yet the most insatiable of depredators, and by appearing to take nothing is permitted to take all; nor can it be satisfied until it has stolen the world from us, and us from the world. It constantly flies, yet overcomes all things by flight; and although it is the present ally, it will be the future conqueror of death.
memories single-mom men
Man passes; he knows that he is dust; nothing is more evident than his frailty. If he should for a single moment forget it, what a chorus of voices would recall it to him! And yet, in the drop of existence which he absorbs, he takes in ages through memory and ages through presentiment. In the moments as they pass, he dimly sees eternity, and more than this, he possesses it by anticipation. Charles Wagner
memories past journey
Memory has the singular characteristic of recalling in a friend absent, as in a journey long past, only that which is agreeable. Charles Dudley Warner
memories distance echoes
There were two forests for every one you entered. There was the one you walked in, the physical echo, and then there was the one that was connected to all the other forests, with no consideration of distance, or time. The forest primeval, remembered through the collective memory of every tree in the same way that people remembered myth- through the collective subconscious that Jung mapped, the shared mythic resonance that lay buried in every human mind. Legend and myth, all tangled in an alphabet of trees remembered, not always with understanding, but with wonder. With awe.
memories moving thinking
I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won’t go away. It doesn’t matter where I am, or how alone--I always have such a crowded head.
memories cat past
The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.
memories book writing
Memory is the friend of wit, but the treacherous ally of invention; there are many books that owe their success to two things; good memory of those who write them, and the bad memory of those who read them
memories appreciate literature
Contemporaries appreciate the person rather than their merit, posterity will regard the merit rather than the person.
memories mind firsts
Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies.
memories book reader
Many books owe their success to the good memories of their authors and the bad memories of their readers.