My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.


CYRANO DE BERGERAC (ed. 1923)


My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.