I kind of woke up one morning and was like, Oh I see whats happening, I get everything. I woke up and was like, I get it, Im a product. – Taylor Momsen
The man breathed in deeply—of rosebuds and mint, of sunny meadows and salty cliffs, of streams in no hurry and the sound of bagpipes. – Ethel Pochocki, Wildflower Tea, 1993