( Prompt: Favourite book quote - but the prompts cross over a lot as you know by now )

There is a quote that stands out for me, which I call to mind when I am searching for I know not what.

It is perfect for now, time when the may tree flowers, the poet's flower.

T.S.Eliot Four Quartets, 'Little Gidding'

If you came this way in may time, you would find the hedges
White again, in May, with voluptuary sweetness.
It would be the same at the end of the journey,
If you came at night like a broken king,
If you came by day not knowing what you came for,
It would be the same, when you leave the rough road
And turn behind the pig-sty to the dull facade
And the tombstone. And what you thought you came for
Is only a shell, a husk of meaning
From which the purpose breaks only when it is fulfilled
If at all. Either you had no purpose
Or the purpose is beyond the end you figured
And is altered in fulfilment.  

Top picture of may blossom linked to 

https://ciaranthegardener.files.wordpress.com/2012/11/crataegus-monogyna-flower-close-up-may-2004.jpg

Bottom picture I took on a magical day at Gougane Barra, County Cork, Ireland.