Everything is blooming most recklessly if it were voices instead of colors there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.

One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.

'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone All her lovely companions Are faded and gone.