We must not think too unkindly even of the east wind. It is not, perhaps, a wind to be loved, even i

We must not think too unkindly even of the east wind. It is not, perhaps, a wind to be loved, even in its benignest moods; but there are seasons when I delight to feel its breath upon my cheek, though it be never advisable to throw open my bosom and take it into my heart, as I would its gentle sisters of the south and west.Nathaniel Hawthorne -- source link

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