Vanessa Diffenbaugh

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We are more and more into technology. Everything is texting, and everything is instant. Flowers are completely impractical as a method of communication when you could just send a text.
- Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Collection: Communication
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The Victorian language of flowers began with the publication of 'Le Language des Fleurs,' written by Charlotte de Latour and printed in Paris in 1819. To create the book - which was a list of flowers and their meanings - de Latour gathered references to flower symbolism throughout poetry, ancient mythology, and even medicine.
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Collection: Poetry
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Anyone can grow into something beautiful.
- Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Collection: Beautiful
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Your behavior is a choice; it isn’t who you are.
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Collection: Choices
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Hate can be passionate or disengaged; it can come from dislike but also from fear.
- Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Collection: Hate
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Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else.
- Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Collection: Giving
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If it was true that moss did not have roots, and maternal love could grow spontaneously, as if from nothing, perhaps I had been wrong to believe myself unfit to raise my daughter. Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else.
- Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Collection: Daughter
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She was perfect. I knew this the moment she emerged from my body, white and wet and wailing. Beyond the requisite ten fingers and ten toes, the beating heart, the lungs inhaling and exhaling oxygen, my daughter knew how to scream. She knew how to make herself heard. She knew how to reach out and latch on. She knew what she needed to do to survive. I didn’t know how it was possible that such perfection could have developed within a body as flawed as my own, but when I looked into her face, I saw that it clearly was.
- Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Collection: Daughter