"The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions— the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling. ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge" “Hang on”, said the flowers. The caterpillar was scared. He blushed from fear. And he became all red. The red caterpillar trembled. He felt that he was too heavy for the stem. “You can do it,” cheered the flowers. The caterpillar was thinking if he could just be content and munch on the leaves. But he was hoping for the flowers. The fuchsia petals looked pretty and he felt that ache to nibble on them - just like what he did to this. He wanted to remember their colors and file those in his dreams. The flowers knew that the caterpillar would put them to tatters. But they were willing to sacrifice. ...
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