Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
If there were no cherry blossoms in this world How much more tranquil our hearts would be in spring. — Ariwara no Narihira Copy Share Image
“Viewed sensitively and with love; the world blossoms in beauty.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“I want to call back the blackberry flowers that have fallen though pear blossoms remain” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“For every thorn is just as essential to the longevity of the plant as the blossoms.” — S.R. Ford Copy Share Image
The fairest blossoms of pleasantry thrive best where the sun is not strong enough to scorch, nor the soil rank enough to… — Roger L'Estrange Copy Share Image
Lord save us all from old age and broken health and a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
O frost bitten blossoms, That are unfolding your wings From out the envious black branches. Bloom quickly and make much of the… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“Returning to where It used to see blossoms, My mind, changed, Will stay on at Yoshino... Home now, and see anew.” — Saigyo Copy Share Image
The garden where you sit Has never a need of flowers, For you are the blossoms And only a fool or the… — Louis de Bernieres Copy Share Image
But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and… — Bayard Taylor Copy Share Image
Joy comes from places you least expect it. Its usually the simple things, like watching my son play basketball or going through… — Dave Gahan Copy Share Image
“This mind is an amazing thing. It can conjure love from the scent of orange blossoms, peace from a dry breeze, and… — Karen Maezen Miller Copy Share Image
The first time I saw a fingerbowl was at the home of my benefactress. [...] The water had a few cherry blossoms… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky; The May-thorn greening in the nook; The minnows sporting in… — David Macbeth Moir Copy Share Image
When I was a kid growing up, we had a cherry tree in the backyard, 100 years old. I climbed it, and… — Andrew Wyatt Copy Share Image
“Light as feathers, as fleeting as Zephyr, one moment they breathed pink, the next they faded. Cherry blossoms were as much an… — Alice Poon Copy Share Image
“Pink clouds of plum blossoms and their magnificent aroma languished in their wake, leaving a snow-drift of petals stuck to the windshield.… — Pedro Lemebel Copy Share Image
“Along the wide curving moat surrounding the palace, rows of cherry trees announced the end of their seasonal beauty. Some of the… — John Burnham Schwartz Copy Share Image
“The sun may rise from the west or the stars may cover up the sky in the day but there’s no way… — Tshetrim Tharchen Copy Share Image
“She plucked the blossoms from the bag and arranged them, one by one, in the water glass on her dressing table. "They'll… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
“From the east a spring breeze is touching us, passing by, And so in the goblet in the green wine tiny ripples… — Li Po Copy Share Image
“At the top, I put the camera's viewfinder to my eye and slowly turned, the way my grandmother had taught me. From… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“After vindictive winter, apple blossoms seem all the more heaven-sent. Among flashing forsythia and budding rose, dogwood and daffodil, The allure of… — David B. Lentz Copy Share Image
“From blossoms comes this brown paper bag of peaches we bought from the boy at the bend in the road where we… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
“Dortchen ducked through a gap in the trees, following a winding path to a small grove of old linden trees, their branches… — Kate Forsyth Copy Share Image
Saturday morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
“All things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of… — W. B. Yeats Copy Share Image
“Clearings opened on either side. Familiar smells drifted in the air: fennel, skirrets and alexanders, then wild garlic, radishes and broom. John… — Lawrence Norfolk Copy Share Image
Drunk with beauty, I tore down Armfuls of blossoms. How desolate the marred sky! — Alison Croggon Copy Share Image
Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Great, hollow, bell-like flowers — Jean Toomer Copy Share Image
You don't see a lot of difference between the Gin Blossoms and the Byrds. — Steve Forbert Copy Share Image