“Every blade of grass has its Angel that bends over it and whispers, "Grow, grow." - The Talmud”

“According to the Talmud, every blade of grass has its own angel bending over it, whispering, “Grow, grow.”

“Every blade of grass has an angel that bends over it and whispers 'Grow, grow'.”

“We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.”

“There are still more days to travel in this life. And he knows that the man who makes the journey has been shaped by every day and every person along the way. Scars are just another kind of memory....Soon enough the days will close over their lives, the grass will grow over their graves, until their story is just an unvisited headstone.”

“They say that shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "They say they're where your wings will grow again one day.”