“How terrible it was that it should be spring, and everything cold-hearted, cold-hearted.” — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Only years of practice will teach you the mysteries and bold certainty of a real gardener, who treads at random, yet tramples… — Karel Capek Copy Share Image
My mom taught me to do things like hug a tree and ask for a flower's permission to pick it. — Rachel Bilson Copy Share Image
She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns. — Olga Broumas Copy Share Image
Rose is said to be one of the most beautiful things in the world.But I always find you more beautiful than the… — Bibeka Copy Share Image
Gather, gather your youth: Just like this flower, old age Your beauty will wither. — Pierre de Ronsard Copy Share Image
“My apple trees will never get across and eat the cones under his pines,I tell him.He only says,"Good fences make good neighbors.” — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The first flower that blossomed on this earth was an invitation to an unborn song. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I did not raise my son, Sam, to celebrate Mother's Day. I didn't want him to feel some obligation to buy me… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles; but we are afraid to be peculiar, and so our… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
“They basked in the sweet-scented breeze, and felt the sunshine warming their bare heads. Petals drifted from the gnarled apple and cherry… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
I'm still shocked every time I see snow. The first bit of snow each year... I stay up and I watch it.… — Grace Jones Copy Share Image
You stand now between anarchy and law. The Police have done their duty. Let the jury have the same courage so that… — Jason Epstein Copy Share Image
“Then think of this as an adventure." I kissed hi cheek. "So which flower should I be?" He curled me close to… — Lisa Mangum Copy Share Image
You have no dower," he said. "Live, Keturah. Go home." "But I do have a dower," I said plainly. "This is my… — Martine Leavitt Copy Share Image
It snowed all day long, fortunately it didn't stay on the road. It was very, very cold today. Fortunately, the wind was… — Terry Fox Copy Share Image
There is something of the same pleasure in noticing the hues of the stars that there is in looking at a flower… — Maria Mitchell Copy Share Image
“The greenhouse effect I am knowing; To protest right now I am going, But oh my gee whiz, I'm going that is,… — Alan Cook Copy Share Image
There was a knight came riding by In early spring, when the roads were dry; And he heard that lady sing at… — William Morris Copy Share Image
Unfortunately, in the very act of weeding, you make it possible for new weeds to grow. — Barbara Damrosch Copy Share Image
Like a necktie or a bouquet of flowers, an idea was best if one did not fuss with it too much — Galen Beckett Copy Share Image
“All around the castle, a briary hedge began to grow, with thorns as sharp as barbs.” — Jane Yolen Copy Share Image
The falling leaf that tells of autumn's death is, in a subtler sense, a prophecy of spring. — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
“Know yourself as a snowdrift on the sand Heaped for two days, or three, then thawed and gone. (c.1050-c.1123)” — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
Can you honestly say the environment(s) you are in will yield the kind of harvest you are expecting? — Eric Thomas Copy Share Image
[On gardens:] I think they're sanctuaries for the mind and spirit. ... It's easy to feel wonder-struck in a garden, especially if… — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
Life is a garden. It is an opportunity. You can grow weeds, you can grow roses; it all depends on you. — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
The superfluous blossoms on a fruit tree are meant to symbolize the large way God loves to do pleasant things. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
But for one's health as you say, it is very necessary to work in the garden and see the flowers growing. — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
Some years ago I gave a concert in the mountains with snow all around, and that was much colder. — Andrea Bocelli Copy Share Image
Now I know a refuge never grows from a chin in a hand in a thoughtful pose gotta tend the earth if… — Emily Saliers Copy Share Image
The world goes to sleep when it's a cold winter. All except those writers in which it naturally rains inside of them… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Each seed of goodness we plant grows roots deep enough to hold the world steady.” — Carlos Wallace Copy Share Image
I wanted to say something brilliant. My God, Holmes, how did you know the zombie was hiding in the flower pot? But… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Only one tree remained standing in a field cleared of trees. Yet that never deterred it from being a tree.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
Western funerals: black hearses, and black horses, and fast-fading flowers. Why should black be the colour of death? Why not the colours… — Daniele Vare Copy Share Image
Dreams, and predictions of astrology…ought to serve but for winter talk by the fireside. — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and… — Sherwood Anderson Copy Share Image
“He broke off and began to walk u and down a desolate path of fruit rinds and discarded favors and crushed flowers.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image