Daisy, when I die, dont come near my body, because my hand may not be able to wipe away your tears anymore — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Daisy, simple and discreet flower, That earned the heart of this poet.” — Luis Alexandre Ribeiro Branco Copy Share Image
“... You can't outrun your problems, Daisy. They'll be just be waiting for you when you come back.” — Sarah Hina Copy Share Image
“She had a daisy in her hair, but it had been dyed red to match her lipstick. Her” — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“She named me Daisy St. Patience and never wanted to know what name I walked in the door with.” — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
You see. I love you. I dont want to lose you because my life has been better since the day I found… — Ms_Shy_fly Copy Share Image
You're like a daisy A sweet and precious flower You fill my world with love That grows more special every hour. — Wans Copy Share Image
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Daisy was my beloved bulldog, who had some problems of her own—the main one being that she, too, was no longer alive.… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share Image
“I was not supposed to end up freezing my ass off in a remake of Harry Potter meets The Italian Job by… — Rosemary Clement-Moore Copy Share Image
“Holy shit." Daisy breathes it out as they headed back to where Jonah was now standing with Levi. "If you made semen,… — Lauren Dane Copy Share Image
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do! I'm half crazy, all for the love of you! It won't be a stylish marriage… — Harry Dacre Copy Share Image
Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“You’re still the one I can tell anything. You’re still the one, when my sentences run out of words, you finish them… — Suanne Laqueur Copy Share Image
“It's just such an odd response to my fiction. Like, okay, follow the thread of thoughts with me: 'I really enjoyed this… — John Green Copy Share Image
Daisy has a unique spirit. A warm and romantic nature. If she is forced into a loveless marriage, she will be devastated.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
When we were trying to get the money for Driving Miss Daisy, everyone kept saying no one could direct it well enough… — Bruce Beresford Copy Share Image
Daisy was a consciously happy young woman without any of the usual endowments that make for conscious happiness, money apart. She was… — Laura Riding Copy Share Image
“Daisy said to me that I was trying to find ways to protect my heart but I was doing it wrong. She… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“I love you so much,” he said. But his voice was hoarse and the first two words got lost. You so much.… — Suanne Laqueur Copy Share Image
“I didn't wave my daisy. I felt small, the way an ant must feel looking up at a field of wildflowers. I… — Chelsea Sedoti Copy Share Image
“Smiling wistfully at the thought of her beloved sister, Daisy felt a wave of loneliness sweep over her. She and Lillian had… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“For Daisy was young and her artificial world was redolent of orchids and pleasant, cheerful snobbery and orchestras which set the rhythm… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“On the warm stone walls, climbing roses were just coming into bloom and great twisted branches of honeysuckle and clematis wrestled each… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“There must be a reason to smile, Miss François. Will you supply one?" It was Daisy's turn to stare. For a long… — Jaime Jo Wright Copy Share Image
“Despite the sisters' pretend rivalry and occasional squabbles, they were each other's staunchest ally and closest friend. Few people in Lillian's life… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“At one stopover on the train journey home, Hans told his sister Inge later, he saw a young girl with the Star… — Jud Newborn Copy Share Image
“One would never guess Daisy was a grown woman of twenty-two at this moment. Small, slim, and dark-haired, she still had the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“She had a woman’s swagger at twelve-and-a-half. Hair: strawberry-blonde, and I vaguely recall a daisy in the crook of her ear. She… — Jake Vander Ark Copy Share Image
