| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8df93b0 | I know the colour rose, and it is lovely,But not when it ripens in a tumour. | Dannie Abse | ||
| 93dd599 | And healing greens, leaves and grass, so springlike, In limbs that fester are not springlike. | Dannie Abse | ||
| 8240a99 | And silence matched the silence under snow. | Dannie Abse |