“As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world… as in being able to remake ourselves.” – Mahatma Gandhi
Vincent van Gogh
"This painting comes from a series of 15 canvases that Vincent van Gogh dedicated to the subject of olive trees during his stay at the asylum of Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, where he committed himself after suffering a series of breakdowns. When free to wander the countryside, he explored the region’s olive groves. “The murmur of an olive grove,” he wrote to his brother Theo, “has something very intimate, immensely old about it.” The artist’s animated brushwork and stylized passages of broken color suggest that he painted the scene directly from nature. They communicate the essence of olive trees with their twisting trunks and heavy canopy in the light of southern France."
A White Rose
by John Boyle O’Reilly
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.