Lowly, with a broken neck,
The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
- George Meredith
All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today.
- Indian Proverb
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
- William Shakespeare
A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
- Walt Whitman