A person cannot love a plant after he has pruned it, then he has either done a poor job or is devoid of emotion.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them.
If a person loves only one other person and is indifferent to all others, his love is not love but a symbiotic attachment, or an enlarged egotism.
He who has so little knowledge of human nature as to seek happiness by changing anything but his own disposition will waste his life in fruitless efforts.
Happiness must be cultivated. It is like character. It is not a thing to be safely let alone for a moment, or it will run to weeds.
Although one may fail to find happiness in theatrical life, one never wishes to give it up after having once tasted its fruits.
One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.
Instinct must be thwarted just as one prunes the branches of a tree so that it will grow better.
Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using.
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.