“Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.”

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

“Good deeds stand tall like a green pine, evil deeds bloom like flowers;
The pine is not as brilliant as the flowers, it seems.
When the frost comes, the pine will still stand tall,
While the flowers, withered, can be seen no more”

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

“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”

“Love is like the wild rose-briar;
Friendship like the holly-tree.
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms,
But which will bloom most constantly?”

“The window-lights, myriads and myriads,
Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.”

“Surely, no one hoped for so many things.
Hold the flowers close to your heart;
they may someday bloom.”

“The nature of this flower is to bloom.”

“Let the children play
And sit like flowers upon thy grave
And crown with flowers,—that hardly have
A briefer blooming-tide than they.”