If Springtime crawls out of the wild mouths of flowers, then surely, Winter crawls out of mine.
The WinglessNo man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring.
Samuel JohnsonI came hoping to see those eyes, but instead I return with my heart, leaving behind only flowers.
Kim Dong HwaIn the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.
LucretiusThe flower is a jumble of thighs, the sun's harem - the most oriental thing imaginable.
Malcolm de Chazal