“Love drips & gathers, but the fallen bloodShall calm her sores..."-Thomas, The Force that through the green fuse drives the flower.”

“The force that through the green fuse drives the flowerDrives my green age; that blasts the roots of treesIs my destroyer”

“Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence.”

“But the most important thing of all, to which she kept returning like a tongue probing a sore tooth, was the realization that she had fallen in love with her gaurdian.”

“By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.”

“Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered”