The tear, down childhood's cheek that flows, Is like the dewdrop on the rose; When next the summer breeze comes by And… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Now, whereas we do not find it hard to accept the beauty of a flower for itself alone, in present-day, mechanical-industrial civilization,… — Paul Outerbridge Copy Share Image
The city is loveliest when the sweet death racket begins. Her own life lived in defiance of nature, her electricity, her frigidaires,… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue? — James Montgomery Copy Share Image
I met Keith Haring at SVA college where he was having an art show, later we had a group art show at… — Steve Kaufman Copy Share Image
“My flower is ephemeral," the little prince said to himself, "and she has only four thorns to defend herself against the world.… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“A flower must bloom inside first before revealing its beauty to the world.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
So Spring comes merry towards me here, but earns No answering smile from me, whose life is twin'd With the dead boughs… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Do anything but love; or if thou lovest and art a woman, hide thy love from him whom thou dost worship; never… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Art should look like art, trees and flowers and people, not weird shapes and splotches of color all smeared together. — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
I could hear you, talking to the daffodils and tulips, whispering to the fairies that lived inside their petals. Each separate flower… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
Their friendship was like a wilted bunch of flowers that she insisted on topping up with water. Why not let it die… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But she sees now that… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
Let the children learn to see in nature an expression of the love and the wisdom of God; let the thought of… — Ellen G. White Copy Share Image
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I liked flowers but I never wore clothes with flower prints. Through those flowers, I was actually able to show my gracefulness… — Park Bom Copy Share Image
“He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that… — Gemma Malley Copy Share Image
Everywhere bees go racing with the hours, / For every bee becomes a drunken lover, / Standing upon his head to sup the flowers. — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
When we stopped to rest and Tony tried to figure out what was wrong with his compass, I asked him what he… — Susan Orlean Copy Share Image
Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
“Aunt Dove stepped behind her and looked at her reflection in the cheval glass. “You haven’t been to India, pet, but in… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
I need not print a line, nor conjure with the painter's tools to prove myself an artist ... Whilst in other spheres… — J. D. Sedding Copy Share Image
I love spring flowers: daffodils and hyacinths are the ultimate flower for me. They are the essence of spring. — Kirsty Gallacher Copy Share Image
A flower falls, even though we love it; and a weed grows, even though we do not love it....In this way our… — Shunryu Suzuki Copy Share Image
“One thing is certain and the rest is Lies;/The Flower that once has blown forever dies.” — Edward FitzGerald Copy Share Image
A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry. — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
But the golden-rod is one of the fairy, magical flowers; it grows not up to seek human love amid the light of… — Margaret Fuller Copy Share Image
Who, of men, can tell That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell To melting pulp, that fish would have… — John Keats Copy Share Image
taking her hand he led her out into a broad stretch of hard sandy soil that the moon flooded with great splendor.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“You and I We do not talk anymore And all our asterisks Are turning Into flowers.” — Tita Lacambra-Ayala Copy Share Image
“No matter which flowers you cultivate in your garden, you're also welcoming weeds, but the real problem begins when you invite neglect… — Erwin D. Maramat Copy Share Image
Every kiss provokes another. Oh, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring to life! So closely, in their… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
