Lowly, with a broken neck,
The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
- George Meredith
Take time to smell the roses.
- Thom Bodebt
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay,
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
- William Wordsworth
To analyze the charms of flowers is like dissecting music,
it is one of those things which it is far better to enjoy,
than to attempt to fully understand.
- Henry T. Tuckerman