The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
- Jean Giraudoux
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still aflying,
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
- Robert Herrick
Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there.
- Francis Thompson
The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.
- Tennessee Williams