lydia Child

“Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.”

“Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles; but we are afraid to be peculiar, so our society resembles a bag of marbles, or a string of mould candles. Why should we all dress in the same fashion? The frost never paints my window twice alike.”