May-Day is never allowed to pass in this community without profuse lamentations over the tardiness of our spring as compared with that of England and the poets. – Thomas Wentworth Higginson, “April Days,” 1861
Spring is beautiful, and smells sweet. Spring is when you shake the curtains, and pound on the rugs, and take off your long underwear, and wash in all the corners. – Virginia Cary Hudson, “Spring,” O Ye Jigs & Juleps!, 1962
Good music comes out of people playing together, knowing what they want to do and going for it. You have to sweat over it and bug it to death. You cant do it by pushing buttons and watching a TV screen. – Keith Richards
There are those, I know, who will say that the liberation of humanity, the freedom of man and mind, is nothing but a dream. They are right. It is the American dream. – Archibald MacLeish