@fright The Green Man, currently a vivid Spring green and trailing vines and clover with blossoms, said, “Pick a clover and I will endow thee with incomprensible knowledge, but thee will lose a piece of thy sanity, specifically, thy sense of humor.”
I plucked a four-leaf clover and chased Ol’ Greenie through the woods with my weed wacker, ripping off bits of leaves and vines and twigs till he surrendered and restored my sanity, since I was not entirely sane but, fortunately, was never "quote" stupid "unquote."