People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. — Iris Murdoch
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. — Iris Murdoch
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. — Iris Murdoch
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. — Iris Murdoch
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. — Iris Murdoch
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People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.

— Iris Murdoch
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