Suddenly he said: “Let me see this little viola.

It is all the more touching, it is so hideous; poor little Violette is incredible!

It is all the more touching, it is so hideous; poor little Violette is incredible!

It is all the more touching, it is so hideous; poor little Violette is incredible!

I was riding my little Violette, the pride of the brigade.

I was struck in disbelief, because how could he know that in the baby stroller I had a little girl, and even more that I call her my “little viola” (like the flower)!

The purple irises that bloom at the feet of Gonpachi in this painting are said to symbolize his love for Komurasaki – a name that means, “little purple”.

I hear, my little sugarplum, that you were a naughty, naughty girl at the duchess’s ball last night.

This young African violet may need to be repotted into a larger pot in only a few months, but once it reaches its full size, it will probably be happy in a 6-inch (15-cm) pot for the rest of its life.