If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And of thy meager store
Two loaves alone to thee are left,
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
- Sheikh Muslih-uddin Saadi Shirazi
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
- Jean Giraudoux
With daffodils mad footnotes for the spring,
And asters purple asterisks for autumn
- Conrad Aiken