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When death comes, it's just like winter. We don't say, "There ought not to be winter." That the winter season, when the… — Alan Watts Copy Share Image
You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth… — Anne Sullivan Macy Copy Share Image
Everything comes out of nothingness and goes back into nothingness. Hence there is no need for attachment, because attachment will bring misery.… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and… — Natalie Babbitt Copy Share Image
If you follow the course of one man through constant practice, your intelligence would have to be crude indeed for you not… — Cennino Cennini Copy Share Image
There is in all our strivings a profound homesickness for God. When we touch another we touch God. When we look at… — Stephen Levine Copy Share Image
Everything that's realistic has some sort of ugliness in it. Even a flower is ugly when it wilts, a bird when it… — Sharon Tate Copy Share Image
Gardening is a luxury occupation: an ornament, not a necessity, of life… Fortunate gardener, who may preoccupy himself solely with beauty in… — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
Everything speaks: the flowing airstream and the sailing halycon, the blade of grass, the flower, the bud, the element; did you imagine… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
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The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
The sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and… — Mo Yan Copy Share Image
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Every ordinary thing in your life is a word of God's love: your home, your work, the clothes you wear, the air… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
You work here [on the farm] simply without philosophizing; sometimes the work is hard and crowded with pettiness. But at times you… — A. D. Gordon Copy Share Image
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“Blue water extends in rows of gentle ripples to a thin line of barely visible cottonwoods on the far side. The wind… — Kristen Iversen Copy Share Image
The sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother, And every song-bird shout awhile for her;… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
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