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
Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
flowers are as common in the country as people are in London.
- Oscar Wilde
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
- John Keats