...A change fell upon all things. Strange brilliant flowers, star-shaped, burst out upon the trees where no flowers had been before. The… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Young Dandelion On a hedge-side Said young Dandelion Who'll be my bride? Said young Dandelion With a sweet air, I have my… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away. Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“No what-might-have-beens. If God says not to worry about tomorrow, I would think the same applies to yesterday. There's enough trouble in… — Liz Tolsma Copy Share Image
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found, And hid a soldier… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Daisy was a consciously happy young woman without any of the usual endowments that make for conscious happiness, money apart. She was… — Laura Riding Copy Share Image
With little here to do or see Of things that in the great world be, Sweet Daisy! oft I talk to thee… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It's as if the fasion designers decided that once a woman hit a certain weight, she'd have no need for business suits,… — Jennifer Weiner Copy Share Image
We haven’t met for many years, said Daisy, her voice as matter-of-fact as it could ever be. "Five years next November." The… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
In America, snobs who wouldn't be seen dead with a lottery ticket play the stock market. We like to gamble. Winning, we… — Barbara Holland Copy Share Image
I remember her telling me once that rabbits were the gnomes in attendance to the Fairy Queen and that the stars were… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Water, wind and birdsong were the echoes in this quiet place of a great chiming symphony that was surging around the world.… — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
Even thou who mournst the daisy's fate, That fate is thine--no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate, Full on thy bloom,… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
I leave to children exclusively, but only for the life of their childhood, all and every the dandelions of the fields and… — Williston Fish Copy Share Image
Poor Christopher-John had fallen into the hands of Miss. Daisy Crocker. I greatly sympathized him, but as in everything else, Christopher John… — Mildred D. Taylor Copy Share Image
An exquisite invention this, Worthy of Love's most honeyed kiss,-- This art of writing billet-doux-- In buds, and odors, and bright hues!… — Leigh Hunt Copy Share Image
Do you ever feel like running away?" "Of course... Sometimes I feel like I want to run away from everything." "I remember… — Charles M. Schulz Copy Share Image
Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune I saw the white daisies go down to the sea, A host in the… — Bliss Carman Copy Share Image
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not… — Thomas Nashe Copy Share Image
Someone said to me today, ‘Everybody loved PUSING DAISIES,’ I said, ‘No, they didn’t— that’s why I’m here today talking about a… — Chi McBride Copy Share Image
DAISY: I never knew you were such a realist-I thought you were more poetic. Where's your imagination? There are many sides to… — Eugene Ionesco Copy Share Image
You may wear your virtues as a crown, As you walk through life serenely, And grace your simple rustic gown With a… — Phoebe Cary Copy Share Image
