I know that there's a cultural expectation that women be nurturing, delicate flowers. And I am. So delicate. But that doesn't mean… — Chelsea Cain Copy Share Image
“It is futile to argue as to which single leaf, which design of branch, or which attractive flower you like; when you… — Bruce Lee Copy Share Image
Flowers heal me. Tulips make me happy. I keep myself surrounded by them as soon as they start coming to the island… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
Then, Éowyn of Rohan, I say to you that you are beautiful. In the valleys of our hills there are flowers fair… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Our surroundings are not contained by name and form. You are neither the body nor the mind, these are limits you identify… — Jean Klein Copy Share Image
That was on a night in August. Dad Lewis died early that morning and the young girl Alice from next door got… — Kent Haruf Copy Share Image
“I knew by the signs it would be a hard winter. The hollies bore a heavy crop of berries and birds stripped… — Sarah Micklem Copy Share Image
I am spending delightful afternoons in my garden, watching everything living around me. As I grow older, I feel everything departing, and… — Emile Zola Copy Share Image
Decades have a delusive edge to them. They are not, of course, really periods at all, except as any other ten years… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share Image
“Four seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of Man: He has his lusty Spring,… — John Keats Copy Share Image
What do we plant when we plant a tree? A thousand things that we daily see, We plant the spire that out-towers… — Henry Abbey Copy Share Image
The world is like a fertile field that's waiting to be harvested. The seeds have been planted, and what I do is… — Edwin Land Copy Share Image
“Things grow for me in the garden, little green promises that, in good time, are kept: I will give you tomatoes, I… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
No wonder the tulip is the patron flower of Holland. Looking at it one almost smells fresh paint laid on in generous… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
“I like to think of people as roses, as they grow older, they slowly and unwillingly start giving up on life, even… — Abraham M. Alghanem Copy Share Image
Each bud flowers but once and each flower has but its minute of perfect beauty; so, in the garden of the soul… — Henri Frederic Amiel Copy Share Image
Whoever is sitting with friends is in the midst of a flower garden, though he may be in the fire. Whoever sits… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“Daylight would have shown a wilderness weathered and blowzy, a wanton that had lived her summer too fast and too greedily. It… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
Garden writing is often very tame, a real waste when you think how opinionated, inquisitive, irreverent and lascivious gardeners themselves tend to… — Ketzel Levine Copy Share Image
My favorite thing is landscaping. I love landscaping. And so what I'll do is, mostly I put language into search engines, and… — Michele Bachmann Copy Share Image
Winter has caused damage everywhere: meadow and forest are all grey, where before you heard many sounds. If I could see the… — Walther von der Vogelweide Copy Share Image
On summer evenings, when every flower, and tree, and bird, might have better addressed my soft young heart, I have in my… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Be surprised by joy, be surprised by the little flower that shows its beauty in the midst of a barren desert, and… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
the feet should have more of the acquaintance of earth, and know more of flowers, freshness, cool brooks, wild thyme, and salt… — Alice Meynell Copy Share Image
“Luna had told us not to drop the rose, not to leave the path. But we never dropped the rose - it… — Seanan McGuire Copy Share Image
Death was not. I lived in a simple drowse:Hands and hair moved through a dream of wakening blossoms.Rain sweetened the cave and… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone… — Antonio Machado Copy Share Image
