To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.
I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
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"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower."
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Earth laughs in flowers.
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
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Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.
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Flowers are the beautiful words and hieroglyphics of Nature, by which she indicates how much she loves us.
Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, And here is my heart which beats only for you.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
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Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.
One of the most attractive things about the flowers is their beautiful reserve.
No path of flowers leads to glory.
The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.
The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
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