“I'm what the botanists call a hybrid," he said the first time Cora heard him speak, "A mixture of two different families.… — Colson Whitehead Copy Share Image
Gardens, scholars say, are the first sign of commitment to a community. When people plant corn they are saying, let's stay here.… — Anne Raver Copy Share Image
The lyric abstrusities of Auden ring mystically down the circular canals of my ear and it begins to look like snow. The… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
We adorn graves with flowers and redolent plants, just emblems of the life of man, which has been compared in the Holy… — John Evelyn Copy Share Image
There are having flowers in Spring, breezes in Summer, moon in Autumn, snows in Winter. If there is nothing worrying over you,… — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
When Louis XIV assumed the reins of government France suddenly and wonderfully came to her maturity; it was as if the whole… — Lytton Strachey Copy Share Image
“The hearts of women are like those little pieces of furniture with secret hiding - places, full of drawers fitted into each… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Nature, left to her own devices, finds it hard to produce anything that is ugly. The work of the plant breeder should… — David C.H. Austin Copy Share Image
As if with the nut and flower, the nut has become less than the flower... both those teaching and those learning are… — Miyamoto Musashi Copy Share Image
“What he longs for instead, as he sits at the food-strewn table, is winter, winter itself. He wants the essentiality of winter,… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
When a sudden ray of sun or a moonbeam falls on a dreary street, it makes no difference what it illumines-a broken… — Luci Swindoll Copy Share Image
Gus: "It tastes like..." Me: "Food." Gus: "Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do… — John Green Copy Share Image
Without our fully realizing it, flowers would become for us an expression in form of that which is most high, most sacred,… — Eckhart Tolle Copy Share Image
“Well, one wearies of the Public Gardens: one wants a vacation Where trees and clouds and animals pay no notice; Away from… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Happiness held is the seed; happiness shared is the flower. A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery while… — Sydney J. Harris Copy Share Image
Before the bud swells, before the grass springs, before the plough is started, comes the sugar harvest. It is sequel of the… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
Perennials are the ones that grow like weeds, biennials are the ones that die this year instead of next and hardy annuals… — Katharine Whitehorn Copy Share Image
“Perfume is magic. It’s mystery. We recreate the smell of a flower. Of wood. Of grass. We capture the essence of life.… — M.J. Rose Copy Share Image
“Note what the catalogue says about colour and height and time of flowering, choose the appropriate shade of crayon and mark position… — Ethelind Fearon Copy Share Image
When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Reeducation needs careful tending, like an English lawn. Even one moment of negligence, and the weeds crop up again ~ those indestructible… — Sefton Delmer Copy Share Image
I grow green beans in my garden. The one thing I know about harvesting them is that you need to train your… — Deb Caletti Copy Share Image
Alone with our madness and favorite flower We see that there really is nothing left to write about. Or rather, it is… — John Ashbery Copy Share Image
The great events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when thinks of them, become unreal. Even… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Also known as May Eve, May Day, and Walpurgis Night, happens at the beginning of May. It celebrates the height of Spring… — Selena Fox Copy Share Image
You know how some people seem to think that their love for classical music makes them spiritual or at least something quite… — Ruth Stout Copy Share Image
“According to the calendar, it's spring. So why am I still freezing? Because your blood has thinned over winter. It'll take a… — Mary Ellis Copy Share Image
Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed destroys its… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share Image
“Weeds – even many intrusive aliens – give something back. They green over the dereliction we have created. They move in to… — Richard Mabey Copy Share Image
“When you are overly concerned with physical matters, and even vital physical matters, you pull yourself in. And more ridiculous, you pull… — Jane Roberts Copy Share Image
It is not easy for a man to be as great as a mountain or a forest. But that is why the… — Kent Nerburn Copy Share Image
We notice a bee struggling inside a flower, or the smile of a woman as she passes us on the street, and… — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save that the… — Helen Hunt Jackson Copy Share Image
“To plant your idea in someone’s head. To plant someone’s money in your own pocket. He who succeeds in the former, we… — Khushwant Singh Copy Share Image
“Looking at it, I got, for the first time, why people would bring flowers to sick people, stuck inside the hospital with… — Morgan Matson Copy Share Image
In April the sweet showers fall And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all The veins are bathed in… — Geoffrey Chaucer Copy Share Image
My favourite thorn belongs to the rose with a name like a mouthful of broken teeth, Rosa sericea pteracantha. It is grown… — Monty Don Copy Share Image
“Winter’s continuum – its prolonged and erratic way of mingling pleasant days with cheerless weeks – holds farm activities in somber check… — Lawn Griffiths Copy Share Image
Every year it seems to me I hear complaints about spring. It is either "late" or "unusually cold," "abnormally dry" or "fantastically… — Thalassa Cruso Copy Share Image
When I go into the garden with a spade and dig a bed I feel such an exhilaration and health that I… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
