Let it not be death but completeness. Let love melt into memory and pain into songs. Let the flight through the sky… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Now let us gather into one bouquet, from the King's garden, these seven fragrant flowers: Jesus the Son of God; Jesus our… — Theodore L. Cuyler Copy Share Image
There was only - spring itself, the throb of it, the light restlessness, the vital essence of it everywhere; in the sky,… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
The principal value of a garden is not understood. It is not to give the possessors vegetables and fruit (that can be… — Charles Dudley Warner Copy Share Image
“The forest has been growing for hundreds of years. Each time a child is born, a tree is planted. You could see… — Henning Mankell Copy Share Image
For more than thirty years, Joe Eck and Wayne Winterrowd have been gardening with extraordinary, indeed legendary, results. Part memoir, part omnium-gatherum… — Philip Gambone Copy Share Image
O what a flowery track lies spread before me, henceforth! What dust clouds shall spring up behind me as I speed on… — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
How I loved the feasts!… I especially loved the processions in honor of the Blessed Sacrament. What a joy it was for… — Therese of Lisieux Copy Share Image
Spirituality automatically leads to humility. When a flower develops into a fruit, the petals drop off on its own. When one becomes… — Ramakrishna Copy Share Image
I don't believe in an outside agent that creates the world, then walks away. But I feel very strongly there is an… — Eckhart Tolle Copy Share Image
“Krishnamurti, a great Indian sage, once said: “You can take a piece of wood that you brought back from your garden, and… — Julien Smith Copy Share Image
Ideas are like seeds, apparently insignificant when first held in the hand. Once firmly planted, they can grow and flower into almost… — Charles Lindbergh Copy Share Image
And London shops on Christmas Eve Are strung with silver bells and flowers As hurrying clerks the City leave To pigeon-haunted classic… — John Betjeman Copy Share Image
How can you consider flower power outdated? The essence of my lyrics is the desire for peace and harmony. That's all anyone… — Robert Plant Copy Share Image
When we walk slowly, the world can fully appear. Not only are the creatures not frightened away by our haste or aggression,… — Joan Halifax Copy Share Image
See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother;… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The blossoms seem unusually lovely this year. There were none of the scarlet-and-white-striped curtains that are set up among the blossoming trees… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“August 21. ... I've become pretty good at telling weeds fom not-weeds. But every once in a while I have my doubts.… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“It could snow We don’t take care. The end of November came without coldness, with haunting and limp rains, pretty much leaves… — Philippe Delerm Copy Share Image
“She is holding on tight to this talk of flowers, as I did before, when I was afraid and alone. If you… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
How beautiful, buoyant, and glad is morning! The first sunshine on the leaves: the first wind, laden with the first breath of… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
In my opinion hard core gardeners, like eco-terrorists, some street gangs, and any American militia group itching for a confrontation with the… — Lindley Karstens Copy Share Image
Each day the storm clouds were opening like great purple flowers and pouring out their dark thunder. Each nightfall, the storm was… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Gardening, I told myself, is the most sociable of hobbies. The very nature of one's field of activities demands an audience. No… — Barbara Cheney Copy Share Image
Happiness is NOW! It isn't tomorrow. It isn't yesterday. Happiness is like a morning glory: Yesterday's won't bloom again; tomorrow's hasn't opened… — Goswami Kriyananda Copy Share Image
“Perhaps this may be the case, perhaps not: the frost may get into his heart and never thaw more; when spring comes,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
To regret the exchange of earthly pleasures for the joys of Heaven, is as if the grovelling caterpillar should lament that it… — Anne Bronte Copy Share Image
I was supposed to go out with this girl, but the plans mixed up because I was working late. So I went… — James Franco Copy Share Image
“I once saw, on a flower pot in my own living room, the efforts of a field mouse to build a remembered… — Loren Eiseley Copy Share Image
Sitting on the floor of a room in Japan, looking out on a small garden with flowers blooming and dragonflies hovering in… — Mark Tobey Copy Share Image
Tis true among fields and woods I sing, Aloof from cities--that my poor strains Were born, like the simple flowers you bring,… — Alfred Austin Copy Share Image
Insofar as human beings flower on the ground of freedom, justice guards that ground. Insofar as human beings flower in the soil… — Jeffrey H Reiman Copy Share Image
When trees mature, it is fair and moral that they are cut for man's use, as they would soon decay and return… — George Nakashima Copy Share Image
“We came to meadows full of flowers. We saw and realized that they were there, but we had no feelings about them.… — Viktor Frankl Copy Share Image
Happy indeed is the naturalist: to him the seasons come round like old friends; to him the birds sing: as he walks… — John Lubbock Copy Share Image
Plants are smarter than people in some ways because they reach for the light with no doubt or critical mind, they just… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
“The yard consisted of grass and a Russian Olive tree, which was about the only kind of tree able to survive on… — Thomas King Copy Share Image
“Every petal tells the story of how a bud blossomed into a flower, pushing through the night and opening in dawn. This… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
