Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it. — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
“Remember that it is not you who supports the root, but the root supports you.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyone the sculpted flower. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
“Trees can’t tell jokes. But we can certainly tell stories. And if all you hear is the whisper of leaves, don’t worry.… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted to lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The little wind-flower, whose just opened eye Is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
The man who worries morning and night about the dandelions in the lawn will find great relief in loving the dandelions. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Redemption, he thought. Spring came no matter how dark and cruel the winter might be.” — Linda Lafferty Copy Share Image
“The Avant Gardener feeds flowers to his manure and charges prices he believes are not to be sniffed at” — Dean Cavanagh Copy Share Image
And on the Tree of Life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant. — John Milton Copy Share Image
Winter is for women The woman still at her knitting, At the cradle of Spanish walnut, Her body a bulb in the… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“The kind of soil in your area determines the type of crop you will plant to harvest; The kind of potentials in… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
A good name is like precious ointment ; it filleth all round about, and will not easily away; for the odors of… — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
It's sort of like a mockery, in a way of reality because they think everything is smiles and sweetness and flowers where… — Edie Sedgwick Copy Share Image
“In the mind, weeds are negative self-defeating beliefs and ideas that repeat quietly, over and over again, unchallenged, until they seem to… — Asoka Selvarajah Copy Share Image
Winter is on the road to spring. Some think it a surly road. I do not. A primrose road to spring were… — William Alfred Quayle Copy Share Image
“The very thing keeping me alive is also killing me—love. No wonder the rose symbolizes both love and death. They should have… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
I find that a real gardener is not a man who cultivates flowers; he is a man who cultivates the soil. He… — Karel Capek Copy Share Image
There are patterns in everything, in the whole of Nature, from the way the stars turn in the heavens to the whorl… — Celia Rees Copy Share Image
