Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
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He who does not know how to create should not know.
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If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.
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In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.
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One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
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Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.
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Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
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Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me.
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