For children, most importantly, being in the garden is something magical. — Fritjof Capra Copy Share Image
Kings and cabbages go back to compost, but good deeds stay green forever. — Rick DeMarinis Copy Share Image
“A pink rose among a thousand white daisies stand out; be likewise.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid… — Henryk Sienkiewicz Copy Share Image
I believe flowers have souls. I have known roses that I expect to meet in heaven. — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow, signaling the later days of autumn. — Dan Millman Copy Share Image
The perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one and it would not be a wasted… — Ken Watanabe Copy Share Image
Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. — Hans Christian Andersen Copy Share Image
I've got a little vegetable patch in my garden. I moved from a city apartment into a house this year and needed… — Lucy Bronze Copy Share Image
“It’s just as well,” she thought. “If I told them what I really think, they’d shit roses.” — K. Ford K Copy Share Image
Sunny days, party nights, hot guys water fights, pretty hair, tanned skin schools out summers in ¥ — Babloo Copy Share Image
October is a fine and dangerous season in America. It is dry and cool and the land is wild with red and… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
Eternity has no gray hairs. The flowers fade, the heart withers, people grow old and die, the world lies down in the… — Reginald Heber Copy Share Image
For the Sensitive Plant has no bright flower; Radiance and odour are not its dower; It loves, even like Love, its deep… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
In a meadow full of flowers, you cannot walk through and breathe those smells and see all those colors and remain angry.… — Jonas Mekas Copy Share Image
Cold and silence. Nothing quieter than snow. The sky screams to deliver it, a hundred banshees flying on the edge of the… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
It is a curious fact that out-of-door nature is to the beginner an enormously overloaded 'property room.' He sees, for instance, the… — John F. Carlson Copy Share Image
A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be… — Edward Gorey Copy Share Image
“THE LILIES This morning it was, on the pavement, When that smell hit me again And set the houses reeling. People passed… — Doris Lessing Copy Share Image
Oh, lovely Europe, your flowers and your wine, your bread, your music. — Belva Plain Copy Share Image
“Autumn breathes in shades of white; cloth of mist dressed fields comfortable.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
Success each day should be judged by the seeds sown, not the harvest reaped. — John C. Maxwell Copy Share Image
In autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down. — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
