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| The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers. - Basho |
| A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books. - Walt Whitman |
| The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux |
| Flowers seem intended for the solace of ordinary humanity. - John Ruskin |
| Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there. - Francis Thompson |
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