When the first fine days arrive, when the earth awakens and clothes itself in green, when the warm, scented air caresses your skin, fills your lungs, and seems to reach your very heart, you feel a vague yearning for an unknown happiness, an urge to run about, to wander at random, to look for adventure and gulp down deep draughts of spring. - Guy Maupassant
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