“Begin at the beginning,” the king said, gravely, “And go on till you come to the end; then stop.”
“You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than
in a year of conversation.”
The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.