A stone trips you. A daisy reaches up and pulls you down. — John Alejandro King Aka The Covert Comic Copy Share Image
“Daisy greeted her pleasantly, but the girl’s Bambi eyes” — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
Daisy, when I die, dont come near my body, because my hand may not be able to wipe away your tears anymore — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Daisy, simple and discreet flower, That earned the heart of this poet.” — Luis Alexandre Ribeiro Branco Copy Share Image
You're like a daisy A sweet and precious flower You fill my world with love That grows more special every hour. — Wans Copy Share Image
“I was not supposed to end up freezing my ass off in a remake of Harry Potter meets The Italian Job by… — Rosemary Clement-Moore Copy Share Image
“... You can't outrun your problems, Daisy. They'll be just be waiting for you when you come back.” — Sarah Hina Copy Share Image
You see. I love you. I dont want to lose you because my life has been better since the day I found… — Ms_Shy_fly Copy Share Image
“She named me Daisy St. Patience and never wanted to know what name I walked in the door with.” — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
“Apoi o saruta.La atingerea buzelor lui,Daisy se deschise ca o floare,iar intruchiparea se desavarsi.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Daisy was my beloved bulldog, who had some problems of her own—the main one being that she, too, was no longer alive.… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share Image
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When we were trying to get the money for Driving Miss Daisy, everyone kept saying no one could direct it well enough… — Bruce Beresford Copy Share Image
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do! I'm half crazy, all for the love of you! It won't be a stylish marriage… — Harry Dacre Copy Share Image
He talked a lot about the past and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“But I don't love you, Daisy, and you can't begin to know how sorry I am about that because if I could… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“I have so much to tell you,” he whispered against her face. “And not enough time.” “We have nothing but time now,”… — Suanne Laqueur Copy Share Image
“I didn't wave my daisy. I felt small, the way an ant must feel looking up at a field of wildflowers. I… — Chelsea Sedoti Copy Share Image
“You’re still the one I can tell anything. You’re still the one, when my sentences run out of words, you finish them… — Suanne Laqueur Copy Share Image
“You know very well." Daisy ignored the way her breath hitched when he got too near. "You get riled up and off… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
All about us, in earth and air, wherever the eye or ear can reach, there is a power ever breathing itself forth… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“If my like for you was a footy crowd, you'd be deaf cos of the roar. And if my like for you… — Cath Crowley Copy Share Image
“Love can bring out the best and worst in us. We've all been a jackass for love. But love makes us do… — Suanne Laqueur Copy Share Image
Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He had first come into the house with her whom he loved. And Daisy was dressed in her bridal gown and wore… — Carson McCullers Copy Share Image
“Daisy Bowman, Lillian's young sister, had an out-sized personality that belied her small, slight frame. Idealistic and possessed of a decidedly whimsical… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Smiling wistfully at the thought of her beloved sister, Daisy felt a wave of loneliness sweep over her. She and Lillian had… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“For Daisy was young and her artificial world was redolent of orchids and pleasant, cheerful snobbery and orchestras which set the rhythm… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“There must be a reason to smile, Miss François. Will you supply one?" It was Daisy's turn to stare. For a long… — Jaime Jo Wright Copy Share Image
“She had a woman’s swagger at twelve-and-a-half. Hair: strawberry-blonde, and I vaguely recall a daisy in the crook of her ear. She… — Jake Vander Ark Copy Share Image
“At one stopover on the train journey home, Hans told his sister Inge later, he saw a young girl with the Star… — Jud Newborn Copy Share Image
“One would never guess Daisy was a grown woman of twenty-two at this moment. Small, slim, and dark-haired, she still had the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Daisy, where do I begin? haha.. you have been such a great friend to me! No matter how many people tell me… — Daddys_princess Copy Share Image
