Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose garden.
- T.S. Eliot
In Italian, a beautiful lady,
In English a deadly poison.
- Ambrose Bierce
When I walk with you, I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.
- William Makepeace Thackeray
The flower is the poetry of reproduction.
It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
- Jean Giraudoux