Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühen

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Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blüh'n,

im dunklen Laub die Goldorangen glüh'n,

ein sanfter Wind vom blauen Himmel weht,

die Myrthe still und hoch der Lorbeer steht?

Kennst du es wohl? Dahin, dahin

möcht' ich mit dir, o mein Geliebter, zieh'n!

...

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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great dancers

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Great dancers are not great because of

their technique, they are great

because of their passion.

Martha Graham

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summer abstracts, 1 - with great love

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In this life we cannot do great things,

we can only do small things

with great love

- Mother Theresa

I heart Macro #58 - Floral Friday 

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sweet little wonders

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Das höchste Glück bringt uns der Augenblick eines unverhofften Gebens des Schicksals, 
wenn sich ihm jenes Zufriedensein zur Seite stellt, das keine Wünsche mehr hat.

- Wilhelm Vogel

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Sommer Glück

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... das Glück wächst und blüht am Wegesrand,

vorausgesetzt,

man ist auf dem richtigen Weg....

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nature

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One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

- Shakespeare 

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scent, grace and dream

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Roses, a poem


There is a time when the roses bloom.
Sweet and fair;
And the warm noon air
Sates itself with the rich perfume,
And the night-wind sighs through the scented gloom,
Sweet is the time when the roses bloom.

There is a time when the roses fade.
Fresh were they,
But the fervid day
Fainted them, and they mourned for shade,
Each sweet rose at her heart afraid.
Sad is the time when the roses fade.

There is a time when the roses die, —
Nothing left
But a stem bereft;
Petals sere on the brown earth lie;
Night winds mourn as they pass thereby.
Woe is the time when the roses die.

by H. M. Waithman

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in the Streets of Bellagio, Lake Como - Italy

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 Traveling - It leaves you speechless, then
turns you into a storyteller.

- Ibn Buttuta

You may have the universe if I may have Italy.
 

- Giuseppe Verdi

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spring abstracts, 15

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The quiter you become,

the more you can hear.

- Ram Dass 

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