Take that Poppy seed, for instance: it lies in your palm, the merest atom of matter, hardlyvisible, a speck, a pin’s point in bulk, but within it is imprisoned a spirit of beauty ineffable, which will break its bonds and emerge from the dark ground and blossom in a splendor so dazzling as to baffle all powers of description.
He who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth is generally considered a fortunate person, but his good fortune is small compared to that of the happy mortal who enters this world with a passion for flowers in his soul.
- Gertrude Stein American Writer
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich American Poet
- Sarah Orne Jewett American Children’s Books Writer
- Marie Chapian American Children’s Books Writer
- Alphonse de Lamartine French Poet, Politician, Historian
- Mary Webb English Novelist
- Hartley Coleridge English Writer
- Elizabeth Prentiss American Children’s Books Writer
- Edna St. Vincent Millay American Poet
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow American Poet