One must be a lotus to emerge from mucky waters clean.

Be like a lotus. Let the beauty of your heart speak. Be grateful to the mud, water, air and the light.

I'll catch any rose in my vase-shaped heart, then process it through my vascular system, until there's nothing left.

Flowers are evil, because they live just to die for the love of other people. You don’t believe me? Try it for yourself and see if you’ll be good afterwards. Undeath is a way of life, for some things. That doesn’t make it good or anything. Especially anything. Nothing makes anything anything. Because nothing is a serious matter, and anything just is.

Whenever you should doubt your self-worth, remember the lotus flower. Even though it plunges to life from beneath the mud, it does not allow the dirt that surrounds it to affect its growth or beauty.

A Lotus Grows in the Mud.