You said I was a flower beginning to bloom and I told you I was a flower beginning to die. You asked,''Why?''… — Jasmine Laura Copy Share Image
Spring is beautiful, and smells sweet. Spring is when you shake the curtains, and pound on the rugs, and take off your… — Virginia Cary Hudson Copy Share Image
Tall oaks grow from little acorns.Testing. This is the text of an item. Testing. Origin. Testing. Quoted. Testing. Source. The diligent farmer… — Marcus Tullius Cicero Copy Share Image
Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“When they got to their hotel she went straight up to bed, but he paused to get a drink. There was, in… — Margaret Kennedy Copy Share Image
[...] even in the cruelest human being there can exist a flower of good. Maybe just the tiniest blossom, in need of… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
“Music. A flower in a vase on the tray. A January rose, it wouldn't last long, all big and full-blown like that.… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
“Spring, spring! Bytuene Mershe ant Averil, when spray biginneth to spring! When shaws be sheene and swards full fayre, and leaves both… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
Late February, and the air's so balmy snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard will come,… — Gail Mazur Copy Share Image
Now the bright morning-star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“Reader, do you know, as I do, what terror those cold people can put into the ice of their questions? How much… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“In Nina Kimbereley's garden the scabiosa flowers were dark as garnet brooches; the nicotiana a veil of tossing crimson stars. Nothing was… — Elizabeth Enright Copy Share Image
One of the biggest mistakes leaders make is to embrace the idea of spurring creativity by letting hundreds of flowers bloom. I've… — Scott D. Anthony Copy Share Image
The willow is my favorite tree. I grew up near one. It's the most flexible tree in nature and nothing can break… — Pink Copy Share Image
Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars… and if you have eyes you… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
With science, ideas can germinate within a bed of theory, form, and practice that assists their growth... But we as gardeners, must… — Alan Moore Copy Share Image
To a lesser extent (they like) the whites and reds, but blues, yellows and oranges are the main bee flowers. Although there… — Chip Taylor Copy Share Image
Thinking cannot be clear until it has had expression-we must write, or speak, or act our thoughts, or they will remain in… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
“The trees did not reflect the sun so much as glow from within, as though their bark was of parchment, a membrane… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
'Tis spring; come out to ramble The hilly brakes around, For under thorn and bramble About the hollow ground The primroses are… — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
“So he raced from dogwood to blossoming peach. When they thinned out he headed for the cherry blossoms, then magnolia, chinaberry, pecan,… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
All the wild sweetness of the flower Tangled against the wall. It was that magic, silent hour… The branches grew so tall… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Thomas Edison reads not for entertainment but to increase his store of knowledge. He sucks in information as eagerly as the bee… — B. C. Forbes Copy Share Image
We cannot know the consequences of suppressing a child's spontaneity when he is just beginning to be active. We may even suffocate… — Maria Montessori Copy Share Image
“I believe that even in the darkest of moments, a rose can bloom, and its beauty can make us hope again. I… — Carole Gill Copy Share Image
“Nine nights I hung on the bare tree, my side pierced with a spear’s point. I swayed and blew in the cold… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Sugaring season is the season when you tap the trees for sugar that turns into maple syrup. I've married someone from Vermont,… — Beth Orton Copy Share Image
“At the edge of the avalanche At the glacier’s icy rim Grows the flower of the snowfields Trembling in the wintry wind.… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“What long-dead face makes here the grass so green? On what earth-buried bosom do we lean? Ah! love, when we in turn… — Richard Le Gallienne Copy Share Image
“October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in… — Eleanor Roosevelt Copy Share Image
O' little flower love expresses within, supplying new blood blazoned fires begin; the exchange of pure-passion awakens our seeds, as loves creations… — Johnny Luckett Copy Share Image
“People where you live, the little prince said, grow five thousand roses in one garden... Yet they don't find what they're looking… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“How plants grow: Quickly. Most plants grow fast and die young. People get seventy years, a bean plant gets four months, maybe… — Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak Copy Share Image
“Folds of scarlet drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass, protecting,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
To me, you can't have style without being inspired. When I design a collection, I am inspired by so many things. The… — Isaac Mizrahi Copy Share Image
I never seem to find what I'm looking for, though. I suppose I feel, these days, too aware of schedules and things,… — Quentin S. Crisp Copy Share Image
In marriage, if you're a guy, learn two phrases. One is "yes, dear" and the other is "honey, you're right." Be patient.… — Denzel Washington Copy Share Image
There are many different stories to tell. It's never the same. Every day weather blows in and out, alters the surface. Sometimes… — Helen Humphreys Copy Share Image
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image