By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
Rabindranath TagoreRead
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By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
And the marvellous rose became crimson, like the rose of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals, and crimson as a ruby was the heart
Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living.
It's like if you plant something in the concrete and if it grow and the rose petal got all kinds of scratches and marks, you ain't gonna say, 'Damn, look at all the scratches and marks on the rose that grew from the concrete.' You're gonna be like, 'Damn, a rose grew from the concrete?'
Mountain-rose petals Falling, falling, falling now... Waterfall music
Salt is added to dried rose petals with the perfume and spices, when we store them away in covered jars, the summers of our past.
You must be a lotus, unfolding its petals when the sun rises in the sky, unaffected by the slush where it is born or even the water which sustains it!
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