Lowly, with a broken neck,
The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
- George Meredith
flowers are the sweetest things that God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
-Henry Ward Beckford
Whatever a man's age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-colored flower in his buttonhole.
- Mark Twain
Forsythia is pure joy.
There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or even knowledge in forsythia.
Pure, undiluted, untouched joy.
- Anne Morrow Lindbergh