You were red. You loved me because I was blue. You touched…

Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room

— Anonymous

When you chopped logs with the ax and they split open they smelled beautiful, like Christmas. But when you split someone's head open it…

— Kate Atkinson

There is an infinity of landscape here, caused by the purity of the atmosphere. It has been said that there is a lack of…

— Hans Heysen

I imagine the earth when I am no more: Women's dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. Yet the books will be there…

— Czeslaw Milosz

The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to bloom. (“A…

— Yevgeny Zamyatin

Love is the hardest thing in the world to write about. So simple. You've got to catch it through details, like the early morning…

— Billy Wilder

I opened the large central window of my office room to its full on the fine early May morning. Then I stood for a…

— Angus Wilson

Budapest in late May is a city of lilacs. The sweet, languid, rather sleepy smell of lilacs wafts everywhere. And it is a city…

— Joyce Carol Oates

O months of blossoming, months of transfigurations, May without cloud and June stabbed to the heart, I shall not ever forget the lilacs or…

— Louis Aragon

“And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices in the lost lilac and the lost sea voices and the weak spirit quickens to rebel for…

— Anonymous

the smell of lilacs crept poignantly into the room like a remembered spring.

— Margaret Millar

When you're on top and you lead the parade, everyone's there throwing lilies and lilac water on your head. But when those parades have…

— Sylvester Stallone

The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she…

— Peter S. Beagle

“Holding up an oil-paper umbrella, I loiter aimlessly in the long, long And lonely rainy alley, I hope to encounter A lilac-like girl Nursing…

— Dai Wangshu

“But it’s fitting in a way—Father loved the fact that a lilac only blossoms after a harsh winter.”

— Martha Hall Kelly