Nero CaroZiv Quotes
''Winter, as harsh as brutal it isnone
A warm spring always follows, the wounded earth to appease
Yet unfortunate I am, not being as optimistic
When it comes to death; I am realistic''
''She looks fair from farnone
Yet she is far from being fair''
''I have been astonished; struck that men could die martyrs for religion—I have shuddered at it. It is the same world; the same God; why not let people be free to choose the method to address GOD?''none
''The way the world is; the diversities in it of flowers, trees, grass, birds, animals and human races it conveys to me the thought that GOD likes diversity; God would not like all humans being of the same religion unless he would have created one flower; one tree, one bird, one animal and one human race''none
''How one can notice a piece of beauty unless an ugly thing will be near by; therefore ugly is part of beauty''none
''Gay Men! Such a generous crowd; they leave all women for you!none
It is the straight guys I wish I have the strength to beat up''
''God brought us to this world to live and enjoy it, not to criticize its habitants; not to manage it; not to conquer it; not to control it; even the time given for enjoyment is never enough''none
''It is sometimes necessary to lie damnably in the interests of keeping the peace at home''none
''Which is the thing that a person goes into with head on shoulders and come out headless? - An affair''none
''I love the furry creature work, the honeynone
Not because it is delicious and sunny
But more for its defiance of time
Maintaining over years and ages its vigor and prime''
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Hills and dales of ancient land, bleak, barren and glaring
Where my thoughtless, happy hours beguiling childhood strayed,
How the sand with ages of patina on me is warring,
Howl, moan winds of the past above my tufted shade!
No more, gone the days I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high with the wind sigh
I was a child of the shining meadow, tulips on hill, and willow low in mourning
No cloud on vast blue heaven, just this sapphire eye of the sky.
Now in the windy winter flood of morning in rear
Longing lifted its weight from ...
A Child Winter Night
Wailing whirling wheeling winds
When shall you blow again
And let the momentous drops of little rain
Come down mossy rocks and on fields of vast terrain
Hush under the cloak of night the nightingale hides and no more sings
Come back howling winds of winter night
Shake the stature of every tree tall
Its leaves long had reddened to a point of fall