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My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

Edmond Rostand

The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life without a dream?
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Alone Dreams Interest Life
I am what I am because early in life I decided that I would please at least myself in all things.
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Decision Early Life Myself
You must believe me when I believe, and not when I doubt.
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Believe Doubt Myself
A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.
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Man Pessimist Truth
My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.
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Flower Garden Oneself Satisfaction Soul
Your name hangs in my heart like a bell’s tongue.
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Anand Thakur
Take it, and turn to facts my fantasies.
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Fact Fantasy Myself
My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.
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Flower Heart Hide Mindset Timid
And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you’d read this letter with your lips.
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Lips Travel Word Yourself
To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.
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Anand Thakur
My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.
EDMOND ROSTAND

Flower Heart Hide Myself Time
A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving.
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Anand Thakur
And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you’d read this letter with your lips.
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Lips Reading Travel Word Yourself
Stay awhile! ‘Tis sweet,. . . The rare occasion, when our hearts can speak Our selves unseen, unseeing!
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Heart Ourselves Stay Sweet Talk
Your name hangs in my heart like a bell’s tongue.
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Heart Name Tongue
A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving.
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Kiss Love Myself Place

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

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My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

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