“Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decypher even fragments of their meaning.”

—  Lydia Maria Child

1840s, Letters from New York (1843)
Source: Letters from New York http://www.bartleby.com/66/58/12260.html, vol. 1, letter 26

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American abolitionist, author and women's rights activist 1802–1880

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