How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
~ Emily Dickinson, letter to Mrs. J.S. Cooper, 1880
The earth laughs in flowers
~ e.e. cummings or Ralph Waldo Emerson
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
~ T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
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