“Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair...”

“Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and colour are always, wild!”

“Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and color are always, wild!”

“Till the stars grow old and our sun grows cold? Will you fight for us, lie for us, love us - and let us love you?”

“Let us see how high we can fly before the sun melts the wax in our wings.”

“Flowers represent hope for us; but we do not represent hope for them! Let us keep the flowers in the soil; no plucking!”