To the landscape architect a rock garden... appears... the work of a lunatic. — Louise Wilder Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it's hard to look at a flower, when your dying inside.” — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
As fall the light autumnal leaves, one still the other following, till the bough strews all its honors on the earth below. — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Everybody loves a rose but nobody loves the leaves which adds beauty to rose. . . love them who make your beautiful,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Is there any progress in horticulture? If not, it is dead, uninspiring. We cannot live in the past good as it is;… — Liberty Hyde Bailey Copy Share Image
“I saw the autumn leaves peel up of the street, Take wing on the balmy breeze and sweep you off your feet” — Owl City Copy Share Image
Sometimes it's about less is more. It's about the seed. Thinking about this gigantic tree that you think is so beautiful but… — Fred Durst Copy Share Image
The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“Anyway, it was December and all, and it was cold as a witch's teat, especially on top of that stupid hill.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It's truly astonishing and rather comforting to witness how rapidly a Vermont garden can progress from brown stubble to divine profusion.” — Tovah Martin Copy Share Image
But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
I can't resist a pretty plant. When I see it, I want it, I buy it, take it home, and plant it… — Cassandra Danz Copy Share Image
It might take a while before I open up, before I blossom, but I'm sure it will be worth it. it's said… — Arianna Lyzette Copy Share Image
“On the north side of the train the windows were plastered with snow, and on the south side great clouds of snow… — Benedict Freedman Copy Share Image
“Greet the sky and live, blossom!... Yet even as the wind stirs your petals, flowers fall. My flowers are eternal, my songs… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
“The almond blossom from the tree has gone, to be replaced by new green shoots. It smells of spring, and mown grass,… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description… — Eleanor Roosevelt Copy Share Image
Damn flowers. Nice kids, the ones who skated out and gave us them. But the flowers, the stem fell off. I stepped… — Phil Esposito Copy Share Image
Oh, no man knows Through what wild centuries Roves back the rose. — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
It's ninety-six degrees in the shade... Before I catch blood on my blade. — Keith Murray Copy Share Image
A garden, sir, wherein all rainbows and flowers were heaped together. — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Why does a red rose die if it's supposed to represent love? love never dies.” — Omar Al-Osaimi Copy Share Image
I've waited a long time to show these flowers how pretty you are. — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image