“I cannot help thinking that it is more natural to have flowers grow out of the head than fruit.”

“One loses, as one grows older, something of the lightness of one's dreams; one begins to take life up in both hands, and to care more for the fruit than the flower, and that is no great loss perhaps.”

“Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.”

“With having a strong faith, no one can snuff out our hope. Shoot me in the head with a gun and my blood will grow roots and then flowers will blossom.”

“There are certain natures of which the mutual influence is such, that the more they say, the more they have to say. For these out of association grows adhesion, and out of adhesion, amalgamation.”

“Now that I've said this, I can't help but say more, can't help but speak the words that have been gathering in my head like dark clouds before the storm, building pressure and growing, and rolling over themselves in chaos.”