(May 15, 2010 at 6:54 pm)Watson Wrote: Personally, I likethe winter-time for those moments where everything is quiet, blanketed in snow, and all you can hear is your feet crunching against the snow. I like summer-time moments where the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and you can hear every thing coming to life again from the long winter.
But what about the Spring? If I had to choose a favourite season then it would be the Spring. Its amazing to see the trees turning green again, the crocuses and daffodils pushing through the chilly ground to open their flowers, the birds returning from the South. The chorus of frogs in the pond, the bluebells carpeting the woods, the first bees pollinating the first flowers. Thats Spring.
He who desires to worship God must harbor no childish illusions about the matter but bravely renounce his liberty and humanity.
Mikhail Bakunin
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything
Friedrich Nietzsche
Mikhail Bakunin
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything
Friedrich Nietzsche