Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
It's ninety-six degrees in the shade... Before I catch blood on my blade. — Keith Murray Copy Share Image
A garden, sir, wherein all rainbows and flowers were heaped together. — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
The fruits of the tree of Knowledge are various; he must be strong indeed who can digest all of them. — Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Copy Share Image
They [daisies] are my favorite flower. There is something innocent and vulnerable about them as if they thanked you for admiring them. — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
... love is too delicate a flower to rise again when one has trampled it under foot. — George Sand Copy Share Image
I can't wait for warm nights , swimming , a break from all the bullshit , tan skin , ;&& just a good fucking time. summer 2013! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Compare the silent rose of the sun And rain, the blood-rose living in its smell, With this paper, this dust. That states… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Love is like a flower, it will bloom when the conditions are just right, you can't force the flower to open, nor… — Mega Copy Share Image
A primrose by the river's brim A yellow rose was to him. And it was nothing more — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“The secrets inside her mind are like flowers in a garden at nighttime, filling the darkness with perfume.” — Fumiko Enchi Copy Share Image
“Let the trees be consulted before you take any action every time you breathe in thank a tree let tree roots crack… — John Wright Copy Share Image
John Bunyan, while he had a surpassing genius, would not condescend to cull his language from the garden of flowers; but he… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
“The snow is coming," she said. "Soon it will be snow time. Together then as in other snow times. Drinking busthead 'round… — Donald Barthelme Copy Share Image
“In spring, hundreds of flowers; in autumn, a harvest moon; In summer, a refreshing breeze; in winter, snow will accompany you. If… — Mu-mon Copy Share Image
I wish I gardened. I don't have a space for a garden. I'm in an apartment in New York but I do… — Emma Stone Copy Share Image
Pale in her fading bowers the Summer stands, Like a new Niobe with claspèd hands, Silent above the flowers, her children lost,… — Richard Henry Stoddard Copy Share Image
In every forest, on every farm, in every orchard on earth, it's what's under the ground that creates what's above the ground.… — T. Harv Eker Copy Share Image
You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image