You can clear the land, plow the field, spread the fertilizer, and plant the corn. But you cannot make it rain. You… — Melody Beattie Copy Share Image
I don't believe in playing down to children, either in life or in motion pictures. I didn't treat my own youngsters like… — Walt Disney Copy Share Image
“No matter how right or how beautiful your path is, never try to impose your path on others! Remember that flowers by… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
“Everywhere in the world, both historically and in contemporary cuisines, the use of flowers in food has been special and exceptional and… — Constance Kirker Copy Share Image
Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
..the fields might fall to fallow and the birds might stop their song awhile; the growing things might die and lie in… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
The key to nature's therapy is feeling like a tiny part of it, not a master over it. There's amazing pride in… — Victoria Coren Mitchell Copy Share Image
the rain is coming. little sister, the night broke. the thunder cracked my brain finally. the rain is coming, i promise you.… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“Can you imagine an infinite tree?...A tree whose roots snake down all the way to the bottomest bottom of everything?...if you've ever… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
To me it seems that youth is like spring, an over-praised season delightful if it happens to be a favored one, but… — Samuel Butler Copy Share Image
I love tearing things out of the ground. I love digging and discarding. I love pruning. In fact, I love pruning so… — Susan Orlean Copy Share Image
A good poem is an amazing thing: a perfectly distilled, articulate moment. It opens you up - sometimes slowly, like the blooming… — Celeste Ng Copy Share Image
Mistakes are a natural part of growing up. They're to be expected and made light of. But children bloom like spring flowers… — Earl Nightingale Copy Share Image
People in England who do not like gardening are very few, and of the few there are, many do not own to… — E. M. Delafield Copy Share Image
“And autumn ain't so shabby for wow, either. The colors are broccoli and flame and fox fur. The tang is apples, death,… — anne lamott Copy Share Image
This single Stick, which you now behold ingloriously lying in that neglected Corner, I once knew in a flourishing State in a… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
Anybody can dig a hole and plant a tree. But make sure it survives. You have to nurture it, you have to… — Wangari Maathai Copy Share Image
Across the land a faint blue veil of mist Seems hung; the woods wear yet arrayment sober Till frost shall make them… — Siegfried Sassoon Copy Share Image
Frost in January minus 20 for a week. Dead birds frozen on the branch—they fall with the first thaw like ripe fruit—death-ripened.… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
No hardy perennial has the enduring quality of hope. Cut it to the roots, stamp it underfoot, let frost and fire work… — Rachel Field Copy Share Image
“But just a few minutes walk away there was a park lined with Banyan trees, their ancient overground roots more enduring than… — Kamila Shamsie Copy Share Image
Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees… Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
When I need to think of, like, a peaceful scene or something, I think of my back garden in summertime. And whenever… — Ed Westwick Copy Share Image
“My flower is ephemeral," the little prince said to himself, "and she has only four thorns to defend herself against the world.… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
One constant in a world of variables - a man alone in the evening in his patch of vegetables. and all the… — Bruce Dawe Copy Share Image
Like flowers and plants, we too need ground under our feet, warmth and sunshine and food for our spirit, protective boundaries, tending… — Sonia Choquette Copy Share Image
“Flower, one of the Beautiful creation of this world... It is colourful, smellful, has exceptional variations & expensive... Useful for mankind &… — Asha Bhojani Copy Share Image
The summer dawn's reflected hue To purple changed Lock Katrine blue, Mildly and soft the western breeze Just kiss'd the lake, just… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“And I think of the night-blooming cereus, a plant that looks like a leathery weed most of the year. But for one… — Alan Lightman Copy Share Image
Life responds to deserve and not to need. It doesn't say,"If you need,you will reap." It says,"If you plant you will reap."The… — Jim Rohn Copy Share Image
If you look closely at a tree you'll notice it's knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is… — Matthew Fox Copy Share Image
April 19 And now it is spring. Birds are singing. Wistful notes and jubilant. And bare streets and no need for coats,… — Elizabeth Smart Copy Share Image
Oak trees come out of acorns, no matter how unlikely that seems. An acorn is just a tree's way back into the… — Shirley Ann Grau Copy Share Image
“It was one January morning, very early—a pinching, frosty morning—the cove all grey with hoar-frost, the ripple lapping softly on the stones,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Waking up is unpleasant, you know. You are nice and comfortable in bed. It is irritating to be woken up. That's the… — Anthony de Mello Copy Share Image
On turf and curb and bower-roof The snow-storm spreads its ivory woof; It paves with pearl the garden-walk; And lovingly around the… — John Townsend Trowbridge Copy Share Image
If the day and night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The actual flower is the plant's highest fulfilment, and are not here exclusively for herbaria, county floras and plant geography: they are… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
Words of praise, indeed, are almost as necessary to warm a child into a genial life as acts of kindness and affection.… — Christian Nestell Bovee Copy Share Image
When the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
