Children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet: there's always one determined to face in an opposite direction from the way the arranger desires. ↗
My strength never came from political echelons, it came from the family. And from the fields and the lands and the flowers and everything I see there. My strength came from there. ↗
Here was a flower (the daisy reflected) strangely like itself and yet utterly unlike itself too. Such a paradox has often been the basis for the most impassioned love. ↗