Ah, tell me not that memory sheds gladness o'er the past, what is recalled by faded flowers, save that they did not last?
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So much of memory comes from the beginning of our lives when we know the world for the first time with a kind of clarity. It is that discovery of the past in the present on which a writer depends again and again as if our lost childhoods, like the surprising cyclamen plant, are forever opening new blossoms.
Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.
As a child, our house had a backyard lined with roses tended vigilantly by my mother. So the fragrance fills me with nostalgia for my youth.
There's still something so pure and heartfelt and emotional and genuine about a bouquet of flowers that, even with all the advances of technology and the millions of ways we have to communicate with each other, flowers are still relevant in my opinion.
You always have to remember - no matter what you're told - that God loves all the flowers, even the wild ones that grow on the side of the highway.
Our culture's obsession with vintage objects has rendered us unable to separate history from nostalgia. People want heart. They want a chaser of emotion with their aesthetics.
How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, When memory plays an old tune on the heart.
Flowers are happy things.
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