“Mama says it’s just her nature. Some people are flowers, and some are thorns.” — Jennifer Archer Copy Share Image
Shake the tree of life itself and bring down fruits unheard of. — Edwin Arlington Robinson Copy Share Image
If love is the sweet as flower...then my mother is the sweetest flower of love — Mercy Pheona Copy Share Image
Gardening is, apart from having children, the most rewarding thing in life — Alan Titchmarsh Copy Share Image
“There was the sheer Antarctic landscape, and the mind moving across it like a brush on canvas, until the brush was laid… — Elizabeth Arthur Copy Share Image
See the last orange roses, how they blow / Deeper and heavier than in their prime, / In one defiant flame before they go. — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
“Do not shy away from the sensations I create, Cherry Blossom. Take pride in them, as I do.” — Red Phoenix Copy Share Image
I do hope that our spring will be starting shortly and we will all be able to enjoy some sunshine again. — Lesley Garrett Copy Share Image
When the winter comes, be very happy; because the spring comes only if the winter comes! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“On the walk, like shredded lovely flesh, were the petals of the last gallant rose.” — Sinclair Lewis Copy Share Image
The best thing about a British winter is the cold weather, real fires, frosty mornings. I love living somewhere that has proper… — Jane Fallon Copy Share Image
A girl is like a flower... Don't Pick it if you won't take care of it because there will be no other… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Therefore, even if you write a letter for a blind man or you must go and sit and listen, or you take… — Mother Teresa Copy Share Image
“Her smile was provoking. Where had she learned to smile like that? The woman who arrived at his castle wouldn't smile like… — Anna Campbell Copy Share Image
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Below her lay the deserted ant farm city. A skyscraper was her only shadow. Plasma gas globes and lava lamps gleaned. Ded… — Misha Copy Share Image
Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain. It was that day that I knew… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
When we complain of having to do the same thing over and over, let us remember that God does not send new… — Helen Keller Copy Share Image
I guess even the prettiest things eventually end up stinking. Everything does. We all will die and rot and decay and be… — Jaimal Yogis Copy Share Image
Catelyn had never liked this godswood. She had been born a Tully, at Riverrun far to the south, on the Red Fork… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Poppies bleed petals of sheer excess. You and I, this sweet battle ground. — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
“Pike spawn in February, March, and April because they cannot wait until May.” — Will Cuppy Copy Share Image
“If a flower you covet, straightway you are told it is another's.” — August Strindberg Copy Share Image
“Don't pluck a rose's petals and then ask the rose why it is sad.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
