Prese un giglio tigre arancione
da un secchio.
«Per te» mi disse porgendomelo.
«No non mi piacciono i gigli» risposi.
E non sono una regina pensai.
«Dovrebbero piacerti» replicò.
«Ti si addicono.»
I felt my true, unworthy self to be far away from his clutching grasp, hidden from his admiring gaze.
Vanessa DiffenbaughPerhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else.
Vanessa DiffenbaughTag: love
You should see the way she smiles when I rattle off the names of the orchids in the greenhouse: oncidium, dendrobium, bulbophyllum, and epidendrum, tickling her face with each blossom. I wouldn't be surprised if 'Orchidaceae' was her first word.
Vanessa DiffenbaughTag: inspirational
Anyone can grow into something beautiful.
Vanessa DiffenbaughTag: life-philosophy
I would learn to love her like a mother loves a daughter, imperfectly and with out roots.
Vanessa DiffenbaughHere you are, obsessed with romantic language-a language invented for expression between lovers-and you use it to spread animosity.
Vanessa DiffenbaughCommon thistle is everywhere,” she said. “Which is perhaps why human beings are so relentlessly unkind to one another.
Vanessa DiffenbaughIt wasn't as if the flowers themselves held within them the ability to bring an abstract definition into physical reality. Instead, it seemed that...expecting change, and the very belief in the possibility instigated a transformation.
Vanessa DiffenbaughHate can be passionate or disengaged; it can come from dislike but also from fear.
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