{"quotes":[{"text":"The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.","author":"Nithin Purple","tags":["atmosphere","dew","earrings","fanciful","fancy","forest","love","lovely","natural-laws","nature","nithin-purple","nithinpurple","poesy","poetic-justice","poetry","pristine","quotes","of-life","romance","thoughts","transparency","venus","venusandcrepuscle","wet","wildflowers","wisdom","woods","words"],"id":30835,"author_id":"Nithin+Purple"},{"text":"Ah! Listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.","author":"Nithin Purple","tags":["awful","bitter-thoughts","blood","buds","catter","deathnote","dirge","flower","garland","last-days","lifelost","lonely","nithinpurplequotes","pain","poesy","pounding","quotes","senselessness","society","society-denial","soul","soul-searching-poison","storm","suffering","suicide","suicidial","throbs","time-travel","traveling","venusandcrepuscle","venuslover","visionary","world","wreath"],"id":127381,"author_id":"Nithin+Purple"},{"text":"The thick baffling blades of false world customs rip off my views and ideas,like breaking every string of my aesthetic thoughts in disdain and jealousy;pain pain enough your tigrine roars before I die.","author":"Nithin Purple","tags":["awful","blood","buds","deathnote","dirge","flower","garland","lifelost","lonely","nithinpurplequotes","pain","poesy","pounding","quotes","scatter","soul","storm","suffering","suicide","suicidial","throbs","venusandcrepuscle","venuslover","visionary","wreath"],"id":139421,"author_id":"Nithin+Purple"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":3,"pages":1}}