jewelflyt:
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
jewelflyt:
I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.
jewelflyt:
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning
jewelflyt:
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
jewelflyt:
"And about time, I might add, though the ways of fate are inscrutable. I do wish they weren't. I spend my whole life trying to make them more scrutable. With only a little success"
jewelflyt:
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
jewelflyt:
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky
jewelflyt:
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.
jewelflyt:
Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished.
jewelflyt:
Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
jewelflyt:
I doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant.
