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Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the season.
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs.
Love is the flower - you've got to let it grow.
A kiss without a hug is like a flower without the fragrance.
Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.
Life is a flower of which love is the honey.
Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.
Big doesn't means better, sunflowers aren't better than violets.
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and sinks, hold out in the smoke, like stars by day.
A root is a flower that disdains fame.
The earth laughs in flowers.
Keep love in your heart.
A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs.
Love is the flower - you've got to let it grow.
A kiss without a hug is like a flower without the fragrance.
Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.
Life is a flower of which love is the honey.
Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.
Big doesn't means better, sunflowers aren't better than violets.
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and sinks, hold out in the smoke, like stars by day.
A root is a flower that disdains fame.
The 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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