It would be ridiculous to talk of male and female atmospheres, male and female springs or rains, male and female sunshine....How much more ridiculous….

And all my endeavours are unlucky explorers come back, abandoning the expedition; the specimens, the lilies of ambition still spring in their climate….

The most striking thing is that even before Osama bin Laden was killed, he seemed largely irrelevant to the Arab Spring..

Politics has slain its thousands, but religion has slain its tens of thousands..

The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers: They call it 'easing the Spring.'.

I know what I want! And I just go for it..

We can slide it Rapidly backwards and forwards: we call this Easing the spring. And rapidly backwards and forwards The early bees are assaulting and ….

When I was six I wanted to be a ballerina. By the time I was eight I was fairly sure this plan wasn't panning out. I began aspiring to be an "Aquamai….

The essential thing is to spring forth, to express the bolt of lightning one senses upon contact with a thing. The function of the artist is not to t….

Philosophy springs from the love of being; it is man's loving endeavor to perceive the order of being and attune himself to it. Gnosis desires domini….

You can have it all, but not all at once..

There you are, sir. There's nothing more than to love and be loved..

When the Divine Artist would produce a poem, He plants a germ of it in a human soul, and out of that soul the poem springs and grows as from the rose….

It takes at least one to make a marriage..

Spring is a true reconstructionist..

No onslaught more fierce was ever seen in the savage world of beasts, where some desperate small creature armed with little teeth, alone, will spring….

Has anybody seen my tambourine?.

I give you this toast: To the Hobbits. May they outlast the Sarumans and see spring again in the trees..

[Animals] do not so much act as be put into action, and that objects make an impression on their senses such that it is necessary for them to follow ….

A mother's love! O holy, boundless thing! Fountain whose waters never cease to spring!.

And she walked away, and she walked away, and that was that, and that was that..