The Autumn wood the aster knows, The empty nest, the wind that grieves, The sunlight breaking thro' the shade, The squirrel chattering overhead, The timid rabbits lighter tread Among the rustling leaves. (Quote by - Dora Read Goodale)

Chide me not, laborious band! For the idle flowers I brought; Every aster in my hand Goes home loaded with a thought. (Quote by - Ralph Waldo Emerson)

The aster greets us as we pass With her faint smile. (Quote by - Sarah Helen Power Whitman)