Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered...sealed away for opening on a January… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I'm allergic to family occasions. Sometimes I think we'd do better as dandelion seeds-no family, no history, just floating off into the… — Sophie Kinsella Copy Share Image
No creature is fully itself till it is, like the dandelion, opened in the bloom of pure relationship to the sun, the… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
As for family values, they are whatever they are - some families are tight, others are blown away like dandelion puffs. A… — Garrison Keillor Copy Share Image
Death by evaporation. May the saltwater wind that gets shot out of a barreling wave blow me away like an old puffy… — Anthony Kiedis Copy Share Image
Sometimes it seemed to him that his life was delicate as a dandelion. One little puff from any direction, and it was… — Katherine Paterson Copy Share Image
What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I am not a lover of lawns. Rather would I see daisies in their thousands, ground ivy, hawkweed, and even the hated… — William Henry Hudson Copy Share Image
“I believe the road to hell is paved with adverbs, and I will shout it from the rooftops. To put it another… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
My father announced early on that he didn't want his sons to be "country club bums." And for a number of reasons,… — Charles Koch Copy Share Image
Old stories would tell how Weavers would kill each other over aesthetic disagreements, such as whether it was prettier to destroy an… — China Mieville Copy Share Image
Just as doubt, despair, and desensitization go together, so do faith, hope, and charity. The latter, however, must be carefully and constantly… — Neal A. Maxwell Copy Share Image
That the sum of a man's life was not where he wound up but in the details that brought him there. That… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“I am born as the sun, But then turn into the moon, As my blonde hairs turn Grayish-white and fall to The… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
But afterall it's not the winning that matters, is it? Or is it? It'sto coinawordtheamenitiesthatcount: thesmell of the dandelions, the puff of… — Alistair Cooke Copy Share Image
When some portion of the biosphere is rather unpopular with the human race-a crocodile, a dandelion, a stony valley, a snowstorm, an… — Mary Midgley Copy Share Image
I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all my thoughts disperse like dandelion fluff… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
If dandelions were rare and fragile, people would knock themselves out to pay $14.95 a plant, raise them by hand in greenhouses,… — Robert Fulghum Copy Share Image
