You might think that after thousands of years of coming up too soon and getting frozen, the crocus family would have had a little sense knocked into it.

After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.

From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty’s rose might never die.

Hail wedded love, mysterious law, true source
Of human offspring.

Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well? My mother.