Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.

Flowers. . . are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.

Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats

The earth laughs in flowers.

When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive

Good bye, proud world! I'm going home; Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine