“Never look directly at the sun. Instead, look at the sunflower.”
“I'd said it because I couldn't look directly at the sun and not remark that it was blinding and brilliant.”
“Attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.”
“Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?”
“Top-heavy sunflowers droop, their leaves baked golden by the August sun.”
“My lord, when you are looking for...what I am looking for, you have to look in strange places. Men can never look at the sun, except downwards, at his reflection in things of earth. If he is reflected in a dirty puddle, he is still the sun. There is nowhere I will not look, to find him.”