Bruce Shanks (1908-1980)

[inscription reads] " their feet is truly typical of the unthinking mass. They do not know that we have hundreds of flowers just as wonderful and beautiful. I do not wish to infer that the night-blooming cerias is not beautiful. It is beautiful, but it is not for us; the inhabitants of its native soil alone can appreciate its real beauty. To them it means a certain season of the year when it blooms. For us it only has a meaningless abstract beauty; we know it is beautiful by reason of the form of its growth, by the purity "