{"quotes":[{"text":"I had a chat with May and I had a sweet talk with April but the lovely conversation that left me to ponder was the long talk I had with June. Mathematics came to tell me that May is 3, June is 4 and April is 5. ‘ This should have been the counting order’ Mathematics said to me, and added, if you add 3 and 5 you shall surely get 8 and if you find the mid of 8 you will get 4 which is June. Ask June why the disorder! So I quickly called June and asked, why have you change the order? June said, ‘my brother, in this era, you should least give men things which are in order. Let them ponder and put things in order and they will learn something better’. I had to ponder and wonder. Then June added, those who will ponder to know why I have change the order to be at the mid of the other shall get to the mid of the other and wonder why they are at the mid of the other and end the other in wonder but, those who would never see why they must ponder when they get to the mid of the other to know why I am there shall end the other in disorder. They shall end the other and wander in the end! I was quick to ask June, which other? June calmly said, the twelve disciples of the year. Disciples’? I asked. June quickly said, I mean months! In your journey of life, take a break as you journey and ponder over the journey; June concluded!","author":"Ernest Agyemang Yeboah","tags":["april","arise-and-do-something","awake","disordered-dreamers","dreams","forgetfulness","june","life","may","now-or-never","the-journey-of-life","the-journey-to-success"],"id":7879,"author_id":"Ernest+Agyemang+Yeboah"},{"text":"My biggest hero, Gregory Peck, was my birthday present on April 14, 1973. I just sat and stared at him.","author":"Loretta Lynn","tags":["hero","present","april "],"id":54556,"author_id":"Loretta+Lynn"},{"text":"Okay, don't get mad.' She pulled out my stake --- or at least something that looked like my stake,only the hilt of it was now covered in bright blue crystals and diamond-like gems.'You Bedazzled my stake?'Um ... Surprise,' April said, 'Just because you're hunting nasty stuff doesn't mean you can't do it in style.","author":"Bree Despain","tags":["april","grace","humor","inspirtation-ya"],"id":56769,"author_id":"Bree+Despain"},{"text":"He faced Doug. His eyes were wet. 'I am not one of your tricks, Douglas.'Of course, you're not.'That's what I feel like tonight, seeing you in there with all those bodies. One of a thousand nights. One of a thousand fucks. And fuck you for making me feel this way. And fuck you again for making me say fuck in this beautiful place.","author":"Eric Arvin","tags":["april","contemporary","enchanted","friendship","gay","heartache","literature","love","mm","novel","pain","romance"],"id":60195,"author_id":"Eric+Arvin"},{"text":"The air soft as that of Seville in April, and so fragrant that it was delicious to breathe it.","author":"Christopher Columbus","tags":["breathe","air","april "],"id":61674,"author_id":"Christopher+Columbus"},{"text":"Spring is made of solid, fourteen-karat gratitude, the reward for the long wait. Every religious tradition from the northern hemisphere honors some form of April hallelujah, for this is the season of exquisite redemption, a slam-bang return to joy after a season of cold second thoughts.","author":"Barbara Kingsolver","tags":["april","joy","spring"],"id":74191,"author_id":"Barbara+Kingsolver"},{"text":"The weather wouldn't settle down. It would rain cats and dogs, then stop, then drip awhile, then stop while it made up its mind what to do next.","author":"Glendon Swarthout","tags":["april","april-showers","funny","rain","spring","weather"],"id":76620,"author_id":"Glendon+Swarthout"},{"text":"Her laughter sounded like April showers, like whispered secrets, like glass wind-chimes.","author":"Rebecca McNutt","tags":["april","chimes","friend","friendship","garden","glass","laughter","playtime","secrets","showers","spring","whisper","wind"],"id":112216,"author_id":"Rebecca+McNutt"},{"text":"Today has been a day dropped out of June into April.","author":"L.M. Montgomery","tags":["anne-of-green-gables","april","june","months","spring","summer"],"id":133591,"author_id":"L.M.+Montgomery"},{"text":"April is the cruelest month, breedinglilacs out of the dead land, mixingmemory and desire, stirringdull roots with spring rain.","author":"T.S. Eliot","tags":["april","cruelty","poetry","seasons","weather"],"id":142967,"author_id":"T.S.+Eliot"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":21,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}