“…the wild flowers blooming in hushed solitude
Start not at the whispering, 'tis but the breeze”

“You know the wild flowers suit your hair:
Place hands full of the purple bloom
Of loosestrife, glad of such soft doom,
And tender-toned narcissus there”

“The nature of this flower is to bloom.”

“The Nature of This Flower Is to Bloom

Rebellious. Living.
Against the Elemental Crush.
A Song of Color
Blooming
For Deserving Eyes.
Blooming Gloriously
For its Self.”

“Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.”

“When one flower blooms spring awakens everywhere”

“Flowers are made to bloom in the sun and not to be shut up in an apron.”

“Roses are shining in Picardy
In the hush of the silver dew;
Roses are flowering in Picardy
But there's never a rose like you.
And the roses will die with the summer time
And our roads may be far apart,
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy;
'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart.”

“I think the sun is a flower,
That blooms for just one hour.”

“May our heart's garden of awakening bloom with hundreds of flowers.”