The summer breeze was blowing on your face Within your violet you treasure your summery words And as the shiver from my… — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
At night... the streets become rhythmical perspectives of glowing dotted lines, reflections hung upon them in the streets as the wistaria hangs… — Frank Lloyd Wright Copy Share Image
Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes… — Jean Webster Copy Share Image
Through the window I can see Rooks above the cherry-tree, Sparrows in the violet bed, Bramble-bush and bumble-bee, And old red bracken… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew!… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Blue is for cruel bargains; green is for daring what you oughtn’t; violet is for brute force. I will say to you:… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth with… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“Tell me what you're thinking.' I wind my arms around his neck. 'I was thinking you are exactly as I predicted the… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
We hate poetry that has a palpable design upon us - and if we do not agree, seems to put its hand… — John Keats Copy Share Image
He domesticated and developed the native wild flowers. He had one hill-side solidly clad with that low-growing purple verbena which mats over… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
But the three siblings were not born yesterday. Violet was born more than fifteen years before this particular Wednesday, and Klaus was… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Sure thou did'st nourish once! and many springs, Many bright mornings, much dew, many showers, Passed o'er thy head; many light hearts… — Henry Vaughan Copy Share Image
“I reach for her. 'I'm so sorry I had to keep...' My words die on my tongue as she steps back, avoiding… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
To harden the earth the rocks took charge: instantly they grew wings: the rocks that soared: the survivors flew up the lightning… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Bonnie who had never hurt a - a harmless thing for malice. Bonnie who was like a kitten making airy pounces at… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In the police’s defense, the Riot aren’t wearing their cuts, but I’m disappointed. The Riot watching the store are big names and… — Katie McGarry Copy Share Image
Purple shampoo is designed with violet pigments that latch onto the surface of your hair to help minimize the appearance of yellow… — Brad Mondo Copy Share Image
In my previous life I was a civil attorney. At one point I truly believed that was what I wanted to be-… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“You're incredible. I can feel your power and it's more than anything I...Violet," he swallowed, watching me in awe. "It's like...It's like… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Violet is my everything. She's the sweetest little girl in the whole world. She inspires me. I'm glad that we have such… — Christina Milian Copy Share Image
“Because I can’t stay away from you, Violet. I don’t want to. I know I should. But I need you. I need… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“Miraculous.' 'What's miraculous?' ... 'You are.' I set the empty glass on the nightstand and then turn back to her, gazing into… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
It will be readily admitted that brown tints have never coursed beneath our skin; it will be discovered that yellow shines forth… — Umberto Boccioni Copy Share Image
“I'm going to keep you,' he promises, just like he did last night. Or was it this morning? 'You're mine, Violet.' I… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
They've drunk everything in the house, including a pitcher of African violet plant food I'd just mixed up and was stupid enough… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“Apparently I can't trust Liam to report deadly situations or Rhiannon to train you on the mat, seeing how easily Barlowe had… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
The thorn tree just began to bud And greening stained the sheltering hedge, An many a violet beside the wood Peeped blue… — John Clare Copy Share Image
“You have to fight, Vi,' Xaden whispers against my forehead as we move. 'You can hate me all you want when you… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
Don't order any black things. Rejoice in his memory; and be radiant: leave grief to the children. Wear violet and purple. Be… — George Bernard Shaw Copy Share Image
“It's too late!" I cried "I thought that once, too. But it's never too late. You taught me that. Love can make… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
Many books belong to sunshine, and should be read out of doors. Clover, violets, and hedge roses breathe from their leaves; they… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
Anthony sneezed and pushed them aside. "Mother, I am trying to have a conversation with the duke." Violet looked at Simon. "Do… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
Elizabeth Taylor is, in my opinion, the greatest actress in film history. She instinctively understands the camera and its nonverbal intimacies. Opening… — Camille Paglia Copy Share Image
“If ever there was a plant that speaks to its connection to your heart, it is sweet blue violet. Not only does… — Robin Rose Bennett Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, No amount of money, Can stop me from loving you, Try as they may, Try as… — Chris Colfer Copy Share Image
Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale gessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
At first we raced through space, like shadows and light; her rants, my raves; her dark hair, my blonde; black dresses, white.… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
