Each flower is a secret language. When I wear a combination of flowers together, it's like I'm writing my own secret code that no one else can understand unless they know my language.

Have courage, take heart.

Trust yourself. Trust your story. All you can do is tell it true.

You've spun seeds into gold.

She pored over the books. Paused to name every sketched and pressed flower aloud, and speak its meaning; an incantation to end the burden of carrying an untold story inside her.

Beloved, thou hast brought me manyflowers...... take them, as I used to doThy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.Instruct thine eyes to keep theircolors true,And tell thy soul, their roots are leftin mine. Elizabeth Barrett Browning

There has fallen a splendid tearFrom the passion-flower at the gate.She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate;The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;'And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;'The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;'And the lily whispers, 'I wait.'Alfred, Lord Tennyson

On either side of the laneway, rain-soaked bushes burst into a flurry of white flowers. Alice's first breaths were filled with lightning and the scent of storm lilies in bloom.You were the true love I needed to wake me from a curse, Bun, her mother would say to finish the story. You're my fairytale.

Alice would always remember this day as the one that changed her life irrevocably, even though it would take her the next twenty years to understand: life is lived forward but only understood backward. You can't see the landscape you're in while you're in it