| The Blue Flower of Romantic lore is whatever
inspires in you a yearning that even a complete traversal of
the planet cannot fulfill, a longing that presses against and
is impressed by the ultimate envelope, that of thought. Pushed
to its rim by the immensity and intensity of such ardor, your
mind flourishes, revitalized by the challenges of frontier life,
until the same Blue Flower that eludes your grasp from without,
unfurls from within. |
