Brandi

“Who, being loved, is poor?”
― Oscar Wilde

“And often he who has chosen the fate of the artist because he felt himself to be different soon realizes that he can maintain neither his art nor his difference unless he admits that he is like the others. The artist forges himself to the others, midway between the beauty he cannot do without and the community he cannot tear himself away from.”
― Albert Camus

“I must have flowers, always, and always.”
― Claude Monet

“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”
― Mark Twain