Quote by Leo Buscaglia
To this day I cannot see a bright daffodil, a proud gladiola, or a

To this day I cannot see a bright daffodil, a proud gladiola, or a smooth eggplant without thinking of Papa. Like his plants and trees, I grew up as a part of his garden. – Leo Buscaglia

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What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life. – Leo Buscaglia

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Happiness
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Love always creates, it never destroys. In this lies mans only promise. – Leo Buscaglia

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Love
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Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself. – Leo Buscaglia

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Gardening is a kind of disease. It infects you, you cannot escape it. When you go visiting, your eyes rove about the garden; you interrupt the serious cocktail drinking because of an irresistible impulse to get up and pull a weed. – Lewis Gannit

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Half the interest of a garden is the constant exercise of the imagination. – Mrs. C.W. Earle, Pot-Pourri from a Surrey Garden, 1897 (Thanks, Jessica)

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Gardens

In almost every garden, the land is made better and so is the gardener. – Robert Rodale (1930–1990)

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I cultivate my garden, and my garden cultivates me. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com

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Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds. – Franklin D. Roosevelt

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Trauma happens in relationships, so it can only be healed in relationships. Art cant provide healing. It can be cathartic and therapeutic but a relationship is a three-part journey. – Alanis Morissette

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Art

When the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea? O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty. – William Blake

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Prophecy

On every stem, on every leaf,… and at the root of everything that grew, was a professional specialist in the shape of grub, caterpillar, aphis, or other expert, whose business it was to devour that particular part. – Oliver Wendell Holmes

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