A profusion of pink roses bending ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring. – The Collected Later Poems of William Carlos Williams
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin
How did we suddenly become entranced with gangster culture? I saw it this morning on campus. When did the black community say we should all look like criminals? – Tim Reid
See how you feel, and always give in gracefully if that particular day is not your day to fast. – Mimi Spencer, The FastDiet: Lose Weight, Stay Healthy, and Live Longer with the
