“I was a flower that bloomed and sparked way too fast. He took me in ’cause I was pretty in all kinds… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
For the Flower to blossom, you need the right soil as well as the right seed. The same is true to cultivate… — William Bernbach Copy Share Image
“Could I pick some flowers for Miranda?’ I asked. ‘You cannot take these flowers,’ said Zoran. ‘They belong to the government.” — Doug MacLeod Copy Share Image
And because we are alive, the universe must be said to be alive. We are its consciousness as well as our own.… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
We can hold back neither the coming of the flowers nor the downward rush of the stream; sooner or later, everything comes… — Li Ching-Yuen Copy Share Image
No more words. In the name of this place we drink in with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower. So the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Brave old-flowers! Wall-flowers, Gilly flowers, Stocks! For even as the field-flowers, from which a trifle, a ray of beauty, a drop of… — Maurice Maeterlinck Copy Share Image
As a flower that is lovely and beautiful, but is scentless, even so fruitless is the well-spoken word of one who practices… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Latins are tenderly enthusiastic. In Brazil they throw flowers at you. In Argentina they throw themselves. — Marlene Dietrich Copy Share Image
“Flowers remind us to put away fear, to stop our rushing and running and worrying about this and that, and for a… — Jane Kirkpatrick Copy Share Image
A sweet new blossom of humanity, fresh fallen from God's own home, to flower on earth — Gerald Massey Copy Share Image
Here's my problem. On Valentine's Day the flowers are wilting and so am I. — David Letterman Copy Share Image
“When that part of the woman meets with a man, all the flowers in the world suddenly bloom! All the birds of… — Kim Dong Hwa Copy Share Image
But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers: Of April, May, or June, and July flowers. I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts,… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
“Damn, cher , you still smell like a blossom. Been so long since I've seen a flower that I'd nearly forgotten what… — Kresley Cole Copy Share Image
“Color is the soul’s softest whisper,... a tender touch in darkness, yet it reveals itself neither through fragility nor delicacy,... but through… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
I went across the fields to avoid the straight highways, along the firing lines where people were shooting at a small wooded… — Max Beckmann Copy Share Image
“The rapid growth of Message- combined with an outpouring of florists offering consultations in the language of flowers to the streams of… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
“Our last impression of her as she turned the corner was that smile, flung backward like a handful of flowers.” — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; a shining gloss that fadeth suddenly; a flower that dies when it begins to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
One who has never known the turbulence of life, in whom the petals of the mysterious flower within have never opened; such… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
