“Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.”
“Love is like a flower it grows into something beautiful.”
“Wasn't loving him like loving the sun, so beautiful and warm, essential to light but deadly if you got too close?”
“May the beauty of the flowers remind us of the beauty of our loved one's spirit”
“There had always been something to worry him ever since he could remember, always something that distracted him in the pursuit of beauty. For he did pursue beauty, and, therefore, Margaret's speeches did flutter away from him like birds.”
“A flower may be beautiful all on its own, but a person is never truly beautiful unless someone's eyes show him that he is beautiful.”