More and more, when I single out the person out who inspired me most, I go back to my grandfather.
James Earl JonesRead
In the wintertime, in the snow country, citrus fruit was so rare, and if you got one, it was better than ambrosia.
Interpretation
The rarity and value of citrus fruit in snowy conditions makes it a precious treat.
This quote by James Earl Jones highlights the joy and appreciation of simple pleasures, particularly during difficult times. In the context of winter, where citrus fruit is rare, receiving such a gift is akin to receiving something divine and extraordinary, signifying how scarcity can enhance our appreciation for the things we cherish.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a winter gathering can evoke nostalgia for rare and cherished moments.
More and more, when I single out the person out who inspired me most, I go back to my grandfather.
Love was just a word to me. Until you came along and gave it meaning.
The goal wasn't to be a millionaire or to be a Hollywood star. That was not the goal. The goal was something about - the goal was to find the goal, but I knew where it was.
Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, I guess I always will.
You sang in church, you know, and you didn't act at all. You tried not to act, you tried to tell the truth. The idea of being a troubadour on the road singing for your supper was very disturbing to him.
There's nothing I would retire for, so I won't retire.
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Nothing could be more pleasant than to live in solitude, enjoy the spectacle of nature, and occasionally read some book.
She was riding a bear! And the Aurora was swaying above them in golden arcs and loops, and all around was the bitter Arctic cold and the immense silence of the North.
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Naturalists, like poets, are born and then made only by years of painstaking observation.
An Armageddon is approaching at the beginning of the third millennium. But it is not the cosmic war and fiery collapse of mankind foretold in sacred scripture. It is the wreckage of the planet by an exuberantly plentiful and ingenious humanity.
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