„Plants inte­re­sted me too. I was attrac­ted to them for a reason I could not under­stand, and with a strong feeling that they ought not to be pul­led up and dried. They were living beings which had meaning only so long as they were gro­wing and flo­we­ring — a hid­den, secret meaning, one of God’s tho­ughts. They were to be regar­ded with awe and con­tem­pla­ted with phi­lo­so­phi­cal wonderment.”

Carl Gustav Jung „Memo­ries, Dre­ams, Reflections”