Nora

“Even Death stops and smells the roses on Valentine's Day.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“I love the autumn—that melancholy season that suits memories so well. When the trees have lost their leaves, when the sky at sunset still preserves the russet hue that fills with gold the withered grass, it is sweet to watch the final fading of the fires that until recently burnt within you.”
― Gustave Flaubert, Memoirs of a Madman and November

“Without you I wouldn’t have moved this way, to speak the language of flowers.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Vera

“Water Lilies' is an extension of my life. Without the woter the lilies cannot live, as I am without art.”
― Claude Monet