In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
It is with flowers as with moral qualities; the bright are sometimes poisonous; but, I believe, never the sweet.
Parents wonder why the streams are bitter, when they themselves have poisoned the fountain.
In a meadow full of flowers, you cannot walk through and breathe those smells and see all those colors and remain angry. We have to support the beauty, the poetry, of life.
There comes a moment on a journey when something sweet, something irresistible and charming as wine raised to thirsty lips, wells up in the traveller's being.
The earth laughs in flowers.
To be overcome by the fragrance of flowers is a delectable form of defeat.
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.
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