Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Why should we plant, when there are so many mongongo nuts in the world?” — Anonymous Bushman Copy Share Image
Not every winter turns to spring, not every blossom will bloom again... — TeriAnn Sargent Copy Share Image
I love feeling the crispness of fall and the sensuality of spring. — Christopher Meloni Copy Share Image
February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer. — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
She understood. They were plastic flowers of words—but they looked nice on the surface. — Anne Ursu Copy Share Image
“The crisp path through the field in this December snow, in the deep dark, where we trod the buried grass like ghosts… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Summer is delicious. rain is refreshing, wind braces up, snow is exhilarating; there is no such thing as bad weather, only different… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
In a delightful garden, sowing, planting or digging are not hardship but are done with a zeal and a certain pleasure. — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
So we must do our very best Whatever life may bring And look beyond the winter chill To smell the breath of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I'd like to divide myself in order to see, among these mountains, each and every flower of every cherry tree. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
“Let the summer passes quickly and let the winter comes slowly and so we may have longer autumn, The Golden Kingdom!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
“Cities and governments are but the flowering head of a plant whose stalk is the commonalty, and it is the commonalty whose… — Steven Erikson Copy Share Image
Didn't love, like a plant from India, require a prepared soil, a particular temperature? Sighs in the moonlight, long embraces, tears flowing… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
Someone who knows enough to become the owner of a tree, and gives thanks to you for the benefits it brings him,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Oh mysterious world... I have become better for having understood and having loved thy human soul - a flower which has ceased… — Paul Gauguin Copy Share Image
“First, by what means it is that a Plant, or any Part of it, comes to Grow, a Seed to put forth… — Nehemiah Grew Copy Share Image
Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts,… — Wumen Huikai Copy Share Image
While bringing about reforms and improving institutions, we have to be cautious that while shaking the tree to remove the bad fruit,… — Pratibha Patil Copy Share Image
