“What You Do with Your Seed Today Determines Your Harvest Tomorrow” — Teddy Kelemwork Copy Share Image
“The frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind.” — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
I never promised you a rose garden. I never promised you perfect justice. — Hannah Green Copy Share Image
“May the beauty of the flowers remind us of the beauty of our loved one's spirit” — Steve Butler Copy Share Image
We may speak of love and humility as the true flowers of spiritual growth; and they give off a wonderful scent, which… — Teresa of Avila Copy Share Image
Man is saved by love and duty, and by the hope that springs from duty, or rather from the moral facts of… — Henri Frederic Amiel Copy Share Image
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves. — Horace Copy Share Image
“LOVE is a not a "Bed of Flowers". It is a "Game of Thorns". Bleeding is the essence of the game before… — Ash Ghazali Copy Share Image
At the highest level of awareness, the greatest gift given and received when you give someone flowers, is the joy of living… — Marianne Williamson Copy Share Image
When I began painting, all my paintings were of words which were gutteral utterances like Smash, Boss, Eat. Those words were like… — Edward Ruscha Copy Share Image
I have seen the Lady April bringing the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain. — John Masefield Copy Share Image
“The multicolored leaves were softly glowing against the black sky, creating an untimely nocturnal rainbow which scattered its spectral tints everywhere and… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
The Holy Scriptures praise the dew of the morning and the dew of the evening; ros matutinum, ros serotinum! Happy is he… — Philibert Joseph Roux Copy Share Image
“There is a monstrous garden in the sky Nightly they sow it fresh. Nightly it springs, Luridly splendid, towards the moon on… — Margery Lawrence Copy Share Image
If people would just look at the paintings, I don't think they would have any trouble enjoying them. It's like looking at… — Jackson Pollock Copy Share Image
“spring, and break thy backbone! Why don't ye spring, I say, all of ye—spring! Quohog! spring, thou chap with the red whiskers;… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“The flowers... remember." I suddenly understood. This was Ash's memory of Ariella, perfect, happy and full of life, a yearning so great… — Julie Kagawa Copy Share Image
My favorite flowers are orchids and peonies. In Wisconsin, where I grew up, peonies were everywhere, and I have loved them all… — Kendra Scott Copy Share Image
How happily, how happily, the flowers die away! / Oh! Could we but return to earth as easily as they. — Caroline Anne Southey Copy Share Image
“Knowing trees, I came to realize, understand and appreciate the act of patience.” — Ogwo David Emenike Copy Share Image
The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
The United Nations is useless...and also harmful. It is a land that flowers demagoguery with a bunch of newborn countries, devoid of… — Antonio de Oliveira Salazar Copy Share Image
Winter is ruthless and sometimes sullen and murderous. The wild winter North has gulped ten thousand summers down nor left a froth… — William Alfred Quayle Copy Share Image
We must learn to appreciate life. Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago. — London Mond Copy Share Image
The trouble with flowers is that invariably, when I'm ready to photograph them, they are not in season. — Anne Geddes Copy Share Image
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Humility is a strange flower; it grows best in winter weather, and under storms of affliction. — Samuel Rutherford Copy Share Image
As land is improved by sowing it with various seeds, so is the mind by exercising it with different studies. — Pliny the Elder Copy Share Image
For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter. — Janet Frame Copy Share Image
When I think of grass I think of something to walk on, pot as something to put a plant in. — Judy Woodruff Copy Share Image
“Under the ground and upon it and in the air, every winter-deadened thing awoke, turned young and eager; and human hearts rose… — Alan LeMay Copy Share Image
I consider the success of my day based on the seeds I sow, not the harvest I reap. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
![“[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on the brake. The brightest hour of unborn Spring, Through the winter wandering, Found, it seems, the halcyon Morn To hoar February born.” quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley](https://sms4smile.com/q/i/5a5/percy-bysshe-shelley-476_awake_l-ike-thee-to-those-in-sorrow-comes-to-b_796386.jpg)
