"It can only be the thought of verdure to come, which prompts us in the autumn to buy these dormant white lumps of vegetable matter covered by a brown papery skin, and lovingly to plant them and care for them. It is a marvel to me that under this cover they are labouring unseen at such a rate within to give us the sudden awesome beauty of spring flowering bulbs. While winter reigns the earth reposes but these colourless green ideas sleep furiously".
[Crossblogging a full, hice un post para Nosotros nos entendemos solos y lo tuve que poner acá también, porque este pedazo del asunto es genial. La explicancia está acá y la encontré vía Boing Boing, vía Best of Wikipedia.]