We collect into a small bunch the flowers, the few flowers, which brought sweetness into a life, and present it as an offering to an accomplished destiny. It is the dying refrain of a completed song, the final verse of a finished poem.


The Art of Writing (1960)


We collect into a small bunch the flowers, the few flowers, which brought sweetness into a life, and present it as an offering to an accomplished...

We collect into a small bunch the flowers, the few flowers, which brought sweetness into a life, and present it as an offering to an accomplished...

We collect into a small bunch the flowers, the few flowers, which brought sweetness into a life, and present it as an offering to an accomplished...

We collect into a small bunch the flowers, the few flowers, which brought sweetness into a life, and present it as an offering to an accomplished...