God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
- J. M. Barrie
Isn't it odd that flowers are the reproductive organs of the plants they grow on?
- Logan Pearsall Smith
Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God,
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes -
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.
- Elizabeth Barrett Brownbing
In the hope of reaching the moon
that blossom at their feet.
- Albert Schweitzer