“Bright cut flowers, leaves of green, bring about what I have seen”
“What the trees can do handsomely-greening and flowering, fading and then the falling of leaves-human beings cannot do with dignity, let alone without pain.”
“She turned back to inspect a bank of greens: olive, jade, leaf, kiwi, lime, a silver-green like the back of birch leaves, a bright pistachio.”
“As the Hulk is green, I was bright red. I wasn’t embarrassed, but I was having a Niacin reaction.”
“What branch does not have its leaves and which twig will not have its flowers?”
“What long-dead face makes here the grass so green?On what earth-buried bosom do we lean?Ah! love, when we in turn are grass and flowers,By what kind eyes to come shall we be seen?”