In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Heart's ease! one could look for half a day Upon this flower, and shape in fancy out Full twenty different tales of… — Mary Howitt Copy Share Image
Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the… — Jean Ingelow Copy Share Image
The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men, Now far from home, who, with… — Edward Thomas Copy Share Image
Love seems to beautify and inspire all nature. It raises the earthly caterpillar into the ethereal butterfly, it paints the feathers in… — John Lubbock Copy Share Image
You may wear your virtues as a crown, As you walk through life serenely, And grace your simple rustic gown With a… — Phoebe Cary Copy Share Image
“The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot… — Sir Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Your own self-will and anxiety, your hurry and labor, disturb your peace and prevent Me from working in you. Look at the… — Gerhard Tersteegen Copy Share Image
Written in support of abolishing the Corn Laws, it became Elliott's most famous poem. The Peoples Anthem When wilt thou save the… — Ebenezer Elliott Copy Share Image
“There comes a time when the fall of snow is no longer the start of a marvellous adventure. There comes a time… — Lance Parkin Copy Share Image
“My brother said something, but I’d been distracted by a nice flower in someone’s back yard. Wanted to pick it for my… — Sam Pink Copy Share Image
When wholeheartedly we help someone, when in a natural and spontaneous way we care for the tree and water the flowers in… — Samael Aun Weor Copy Share Image
The evening light was like honey in the trees When you left me and walked to the end of the street Where… — John Ashbery Copy Share Image
Life isn't something you can give an answer to today. You should enjoy the process of waiting, the process of becoming what… — Milton H. Erickson Copy Share Image
All of us gardeners know that nothing comes out the way you planned. It's a different garden every year, and it's always… — Alison Gopnik Copy Share Image
“Just as I can't see a clear brook without at least stopping to dangle my feet in it, I can't see a… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
Love can become devotion. Love is the first step; only then can devotion flower. But for us even love is a faraway… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“That's my Middle West-not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Deep in the woods, beside the swift-running stream, I stood listening, until the faint rustle of leaves reached me—soft songs drifting on… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“In some ways, my mother was right; a tree does look the same from the top as it does from the bottom:… — Elissa Janine Hoole Copy Share Image
It was the coldest winter ever! I thought last winter was the coldest winter ever, but I was wrong now wasn't I?… — Lewis Black Copy Share Image
“If you want to save seeds from year to year, you need to grow open-pollinated varieties. The words “heirloom” and “open-pollinated” are… — Katie Elzer-Peters Copy Share Image
From the gardener's point of view, November can be the worst month to be faced: Nature is winding things down, the air… — H. Peter Loewer Copy Share Image
Then he kissed her, not just a brush of lips as she'd done, but a kiss a kiss that scalded her tongue.… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Just as a dancer, turning and turning, may fill the dusty light with the soft swirl of her flying skirts, our weeping… — Ted Kooser Copy Share Image
This spring of love, resembles the uncertain glory of an April day. The sun beating against our necks, horizons still stuck in… — Chiodos Copy Share Image
It's lovely having grass and trees and flowers(Of course, at times, mosquitoes are a pest).Yes, life is life out here in Rangely… — Arthur Guiterman Copy Share Image
The end of 'City Lights' makes me cry every time I see it - when Charlie Chaplin walks by the shop window… — Emma Stone Copy Share Image
In felling a tree we should cut into the trunk of it to the very heart, and then leave it standing so… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
In our consciousness, there are many negative seeds and also many positive seeds. The practice is to avoid watering the negative seeds,… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
There was a HUSBAND who sent his WIFE a Rose whenever he was out...One day he died.. Still his WIFE received a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The loveliest, sweetest flower that bloomed in paradise, and the first that died, has rarely blossomed since on mortal soil. It is… — Elizabeth Fry Copy Share Image
And when a whirl-winde hath blowne the dust of the Churchyard into the Church, and man sweeps out the dust of the… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Cultivate your garden. Do not depend upon teachers to educate you... follow your own bent, pursue your curiosity bravely, express yourself, make… — Will Durant Copy Share Image
If eternity had a season, it would be midsummer. Autumn, winter, spring are all change and passage, but at the height of… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“Oh, yes, I know,” Christie said soothingly. “Mother has had more wonderful sleigh rides than ever Wells Burton had, and more of… — Pansy Copy Share Image
In our methodical American life, we still recognize some magic in summer. Most persons at least resign themselves to being decently happy… — Thomas Wentworth Higginson Copy Share Image
It's like growing lotus flowers. You cannot grow lotus flowers on marble. You have to grow them on the mud. Without mud… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
We all been playing those mind games forever, Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil, Doing the mind guerrilla, Some call it… — John Lennon Copy Share Image
Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men, Dear Venus that beneath the gliding stars Makest to teem the many-voyaged main And… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
