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“Only paper flowers are afraid of the rain.”

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Mary Quant, a British fashion designer, is renowned as the inventor of the miniskirt. Born on February 11, 1934, she revolutionized the fashion industry with her unique design philosophy. more

“English Bohemianism is a curiously unluscious fruit. ... Inside this hothouse, huge lascivious orchids slide sensuously up the sweating windows, passion-flowers cross-pollinate in wild heliotrope abandon, lotuses writhe with poppies in the sweet warm beds, kumquats ripen, open and plop flatly to the floor-and outside, in a neat, trimly-hoed kitchen-garden, English bohemians sit in cold orderly rows, like carrots.”

Passion Sweet Flower Huge Cold Bed Garden Crosses Window Fruit Warm Kitchen Abandon Slides Neat Orderly Carrots Lotuses Poppies Sweating Orchids

Author:Alan Coren

“(After meeting her birth mother after more than 40 years) We exchange bunches of orchids, laughing at the coincidence of the flowers. A little unnerving: I wonder if that choice has anything to do with genetics. ... I want to take mine home and look after them so that they live for days. I might spray the leaves, and make sure they sit in an easterly window, and keep them out of the direct sun.”

Ifs Want Years Looks Littles Home Might Mother Choices Wonder Laughing Sun Mines Flower Birth Direct Window Meetings Bunch Coincidence Genetics Spray Orchids Live For The Day Birth Mother

Author:Jackie Kay

“With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears.”

Flower Pensive Embroidery Pansies

Author:John Milton

“My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!”

Grief Gone Sadness Mines Flower Sad Fruit Yellow Leafs Worms Yellow Leaves

Author:Lord Byron

“A garden, sir, wherein all rainbows and flowers were heaped together.”

Together Flower Garden Rainbow

Author:Charles Kingsley

“Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power, But by her breath her beauties to renew.”

Wind Flower Waste Fairs Breaths Rose Lips Purple Dew Frost Her Beauty Narcissus

Book:The poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben Johnson

Source: The poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben Johnson

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