Share this sentence
— Shaw Neilson"Beauty imposes reverence in the Spring, Grave as the urge within the honeybuds, It wounds us as we sing. Beauty is joy that stays not overlong. Clad in the magic of sincerities, It rides up in a song. Beauty imposes chastenings on the heart, Grave as the birds in last solemnities Assembling to depart."
Related information
Discover more quotes
Previous Quote
I say ‘Uhmm...’ a lot. I mentioned this to Karla and she says it’s a CPU word. It means you’re assembling data in your head - spooling.
— Douglas Coupland
Next Quote
Scientists like ripping problems apart, collecting as much data as possible and then assembling the parts back together to make a decision.
— Shirley M. Tilghman
Loading recommended content...