The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
“Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.”
“Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old seek what they sought.”
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.”
“I stopped in front of a florist's window. Behind me, the screeching and throbbing boulevard vanished. Gone, too, were the voices of newspaper vendors selling their daily poisoned flowers. Facing me...”
“Daffy bent down suddenly, and picked a small startled white flower. "Anemone," he said, handing it over; he made her repeat the word until she had it right. "Find me a silk to match that.”
“You rang my heart like a church bell at midnight. Trembling, I awoke to the sweet sound of love.”
“Feminist movement is pro-family.”
“Found in trees. Sometimes also in old silent movie theaters, seaside zoos, magic shops, hat shops, time-travel shops, topiary gardents, cowboy boots, castle turrets, comet museums, dog pounds, merm...”
“I collect words--they are sweets in the mouth of sound.”
“Sometimes, when people speak, I cease listening to their words and zoom in instead on the cadence, and it can seem lovely, and at other times absurd, all this verbiage, these seemingly random conso...”
“By its definition, sound is interactive. It is you connecting with the frequency of something greater or richer through hearing. Likewise, when your sound goes out, you can no longer hear the sound...”