She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her... I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent But I was too young to know how to love her...

A weed is but an unloved flower.

Its so curious one can resist tears and behave very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.

I had a dream that Zac Effron showed up at my door shirtless with a bouquet of flowers..yep Im still waiting on that one to come true.

I had a dream about you. Flowers were overflowing in the cemetery so we decided to have a picnic there. You brought apple pie and I brought my Aunt Mildred whod been dead for some time and I just hadnt gotten around to disposing of her body. I thought youd think me both efficient and romantic but it turns out you didnt. You only saw the romantic side of my action.

Gardeners produce flowers that are delicious dreams and others too that are like nightmares.

I had a dream about you. We were in a field picking dandelions for the king when a strong breeze came. I threw myself in front of you to block the wind because the king was balding and if even one dandelion floret fell out wed lose our heads. Well youd lose your head. I was just a walking torso so I had nothing to lose but your love.