Steps toward a rapprochement between Israel and the Arab states create a process that turns economics into the moving force that shapes the regional relations instead of nationalist interests that were dominant in the past.
The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.
Good manners spring from just one thing - kind impulses.
Instead of trying to bring freedom to the Arab world, couldn't we just concentrate on trying to fend off the European Union and defending our own porous borders?
You have to be like a clock spring, wound but not loose at the same time.
Walking around an early spring garden- going nowhere.
We've got to recognize that when we march into Iraq, we're setting up the card tables in front of every university in the Arab world, the Islamic world, to recruit for al-Qaida.
A spring of love gush'd from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware.
A habit of devout fellowship with God is the spring of all our life, and the strength of it.
If not for you, winter wouldn't hold no spring, couldn't hear a robin sing. I just wouldn't have a clue, if not for you.
My piano is to me what a ship is to the sailor, what a steed is to the Arab. It is the intimate personal depository of everything that stirred wildly in my brain during the most impassioned days of my youth. It was there that all my wishes, all my dreams, all my joys, and all my sorrows lay.
From heav'nly thoughts all true delight doth spring.
The Tunisian revolution left every Arab dictator in fear; Egypt's toppling of Mubarak left them terrified - even one of the U.S.' best allies in the region could fall.
The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night With comfort are downward gazing.
Displease the Winter King and we'll none of us see another spring.
Music comes from an icicle as it melts, to live again as spring water.
How will decent people in the region ever believe in peace if Arab terrorists interpret every gesture of peace as a display of weakness and then act accordingly?
We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.
Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring
Lies open, writ in blossoms.
Each of us is a seed, a silent promise, and it is always Spring.
The family code in Egypt is one of the worst family codes in the Arab world. Polygamy. The husband is having absolute power over the family.
It's June in January Because I'm in love It always is spring in my heart with you in my arms.
'Tis only when they spring to Heaven that angels reveal themselves to you.
Spring, / you are a pinking shears: you cut / fresh edges on the world.
Who are the violets now
That strew the lap of the new-come spring?
The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
Definitely in the West, we're all cast as the same now. Whether you're Indian, Pakistani, Arab, Iranian, Afghan or whatever, you just get thrown into this category. And nine times out of 10, you're depicted as bad.
In spring, you can have a little bit more fun with color and be out there.
I went to Rosemary Beach, Florida, for the first time in the spring of 2012.
From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.
I've kind of looked at my whole career as a spring training invite.
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
Where I work, in the Arab region, people are busy taking up Western innovations and changing them into things which are neither conventionally Western, nor are they traditionally Islamic.
The foreigners come out here always to teach, whereas they had much better learn, for, in everything but wits and knowledge, the Arab is generally the better man of the two.
One wonders what exactly Israel did to earn Arab enmity between 1948 and 1967, when Egypt controlled the Gaza Strip and Jordan controlled Judea and Samaria.
Face of the spring moon- about twelve years old, I'd say.
I miss aspects of being in the Arab world - the language - and there is a tranquility in these cities with great rivers. Whether it's Cairo or Baghdad, you sit there and you think, 'This river has flown here for thousands of years.' There are magical moments in these places.
I'm half Egyptian, and I'm Muslim. But I grew up in Canada, far from my Arab roots. Like so many who straddle East and West, I've been drawn, over the years, to try to better understand my origins.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
The patchwork political landscape of the Arab world - the client monarchies, degenerated nationalist dictatorships, and the imperial petrol stations known as the Gulf states - was the outcome of an intensive experience of Anglo-French colonialism.
A man has every season while a woman only has the right to spring.
The biggest failures come round and spring ultimate surprises of survival.
The tree is stripped,
All color, fragrance gone,
Yet already on the bough,
Uncaring spring!
Contentions fierce, Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.
Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain.
Spring's first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience.
My birth at the end of July 1967 makes me a child of the naksa, or setback, as the Arab defeat during the June 1967 war with Israel is euphemistically known in Arabic.
For those that endure until spring, existence is reduced to its elegant essentials.
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps' nest.
The temptations to wrong are many; they spring out of a corrupt nature.
I would have bartered a diamond mine for a glass of pure spring water!
I am an international leader, the dean of the Arab rulers, the king of kings of Africa and the imam of Muslims, and my international status does not allow me to descend to a lower level.
The idea of photographing an Arab man naked and having him simulate homosexual activity, and having an American GI woman in the photographs, is the end of society in their eyes.
My background's Arab and I'm quite fiery, stubborn and used to shouting and expressing myself quite loudly, and Inez and I have our little fall-outs as mum and daughters do.
True art can only spring from the intimate linking of the serious and the playful.
How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!
Spring was running in a thin green flame over the valley.
It's mountains. The air is crisp. It's peaceful. You don't get spring break in Guanajuato.
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
I am thankful that in a troubled world no calamity can prevent the return of spring.
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