Lovely air. In sleep she went to him. Innocence in the moon. Brave. Don't know their danger. Still hold her back. Call her name. Touch water.
It’ll be a deal livelier when we’ve got some flowers, for I always think the flowers can see us and know what we’re talking about.
— Oscar Wilde
Normality is a paved road. It is comfortable to walk but no flowers grow on it.
— Vincent van Gogh