“Be tough … life is. In other words, there is no promise of a rose garden.” — Thomas J. Stanley Copy Share Image
No mortal is alert enough to be present at the first dawn of spring. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
If you want to cut down a tree, it is no use to climb into its branches. — Vinoba Bhave Copy Share Image
“Let your Life be a garden of peace and your smile be a bloom of flowers.” — Dinakar Phillip Copy Share Image
The air was fragrant with a thousand trodden aromatic herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
“look to the fallen leaves of this season as flowers and remember that we are here on borrowed time, that it is… — Savannah Page Copy Share Image
the Japanese school year begins in spring ... so mothers can send off their children as cherry blossoms fall from the branches. — Cathy Davidson Copy Share Image
“If this is my day of harvest, in what fields have I sowed the seed, and in what unremembered seasons?” — Kahlil Gibran Copy Share Image
The essence of the enjoyment of a garden is that things should look as though they like to grow in it. — Beatrix Farrand Copy Share Image
The flowers of the apple are perhaps the most beautiful of any tree's, so copious and so delicious to both sight and… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
A flower, if you bruise it under your feet, rewards you by giving you its perfume. — Richard Wurmbrand Copy Share Image
I think I may be a better person for having given serious time and thought and effort to gardening. — Martha Stewart Copy Share Image
It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
In the creation of a garden, the architect invites the partnership of the Kingdom of Nature. In a beautiful garden the majesty… — Luis Barragan Copy Share Image
When we heard about the hippies, the barely more than boys and girls who decided to try something different ... we laughed… — June Jordan Copy Share Image
She was made up of more, too. She was the books she read in the library. She was the flower in the… — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
“That would have to be important. How fast did a forest’s heart beat? Once a year, maybe. Yes, that sounded about right.… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“Spring came late. For the children, shut in the dark, cold parsonage, adjusting to Aunt and getting over the death that brought… — Lynne Reid Banks Copy Share Image
... store of bees, in a dry and warme bee-house, comely made of fir boards, to sing, and sit, and feede upon… — William Lawson Copy Share Image
Nothing is as tedious as the limping days, When snowdrifts yearly cover all the ways, And ennui, sour fruit of incurious gloom,… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
