Wildflowers are the stuff of my heart!

Where flowers bloom so does hope.

The environment is where we all meet; where all have a mutual interest; it is the one thing all of us share.

Encourage & support your kids because "Children are apt to live up to what you believe of them.

Almost every person, from childhood, has been touched by the untamed beauty of wildflowers.

My heart found its home long ago in the beauty, mystery, order and disorder of the flowering earth. I wanted future generations to be able to savor what I had all my life.

The way you overcome shyness is to become so wrapped up in something that you forget to be afraid.

A little stress and adventure is good for you, if nothing else, just to prove you are alive.

Flowers in the city are like lipstick on a woman-it just makes you look better to have a little color.

When I no longer thrill to the first snow of the season, I'll know I'm growing old.

Every living person and thing responds to beauty. We all thirst for it. We receive strength and renewal by seeing stirring and satisfying sites.

Music itself has taught me never to underestimate a mistake, for, in the midst of all, it’s often in that mistake where the realm of the unexpected creation is hidden.

You could feel America starting to ease up a little bit on racism, against blacks in certain pockets, and then suddenly The Cosby Show bubbled up and it was the right time for it.

For my part, I sincerely esteem the Constitution, a system which without the finger of God, never could have been suggested and agreed upon by such a diversity of interests.

I think every part of our lives begins at an energetic level. Like creativity. You can't separate anything from that archetypal process.

I look up to people who succeed in accomplishing their dreams.

Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out - because I was not a socialist.

I'll be bossy and damn proud! Banning words, please. Try banning the system that produces polices that promote inequity.

I tried to find something real in essentially something thats science fiction or something-for me, anyways-not having an experience like this.

In the glass burrow beneath their feet, the flames began to rise. First the flames, and then the screams

Poverty is curable, but it’s just not done, because it's not profitable. And that is the kind of violence that's perpetuated on humanity.