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#spring

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When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.


Ernest Hemingway


#hemingway #spring #problems

Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing? Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing? Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning, Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?


J.R.R. Tolkien


#theoden #tolkien #spring

Fear always springs from ignorance.


Ralph Waldo Emerson


#ignorance #spring

It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.


Rainer Maria Rilke


#poems-of-blood-and-passion #spring #spring

Spring is the time of plans and projects.


Leo Tolstoy


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But with me, you are never just a spring faerie.


Aprilynne Pike


#illusions #laurel #tamani #wings #spring

Beginnings are sudden, but also insidious. They creep up on you sideways, they keep to the shadows, they lurk unrecognized. Then, later, they spring.


Margaret Atwood


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Hades was the personification of dark and dangerous--a living, breathing Batman.


P.C. Cast


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Adrian's new research partner stepped through the door, and I knew the uneasy peace we'd just established in Palm Springs was about to shatter. Dimitri Belikov had arrived.


Richelle Mead


#dimitri-belikov #spring

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


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