The flowers of late winter and early spring occupy places
in our hearts well out of proportion to their size.- Gertrude S. Wister
Lowly, with a broken neck,
The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
- George Meredith
Simply trust,
Do not the petals flutter down,
Just like this?
- Issa
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers,
so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
Bricks to all greenhouses!
Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
- Edward Abbey