Meanwhile, Spring would soon come again, and with it the outpourings of Nature. The hills will once again splash with wild flowers; the grass and trees will become an altogether new and richer shade of green; and the air will once again become scented with fresh and surprising smells -- of jasmine, honeysuckle, and lavender.
Dalai Lama XIV,
Freedom in Exile:
Autobiography of the Dalai Lama
