Leaves Quotes
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What came to my mind yesterday and also today is to see the vacuum that he leaves be filled by people with a sense of responsibility, with a sense of unity, with a sense of generosity for the people of Kosovo.
Javier Solana
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The stretch of years leaves none unmarked: the blissful sense of youthful invincibility peels away and responsibility brings its weight to bear.
Kate Morton
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I wish I understood the beauty
in leaves falling. To whom
are we beautiful
as we go?
David Ignatow
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Spring is beautiful, and summer is perfect for vacations, but autumn brings a longing to get away from the unreal things of life, out into the forest at night with a campfire and the rustling leaves.
Margaret Elizabeth Sangster
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Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.
Henry Ward Beecher
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We sail within a vast sphere, ever drifting in uncertainty, driven from end to end. When we think to attach ourselves to any pointand to fasten to it, it wavers and leaves us; and if we follow it, it eludes our grasp, slips past us, and vanishes for ever. Nothing stays for us.
Blaise Pascal
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Leaves and bark, leaves and bark, To lean against and hear in the dark. Petals I may have once pursued. Leaves are all my darker mood.
Robert Frost
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There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken care of by myself.
Brian Andreas
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I'm absolutely flooded with a raucous energy to get out into the world and tell my story again. I feel like this is spring. After a period of shriveling, out come the leaves.
David Gray
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O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know. Release one leaf at break of day; At noon release another leaf; One from our trees, one far away.
Robert Frost
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I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
J. R. R. Tolkien
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A good wanderer leaves no trace.
Lao Tzu
