Flowers speak to us if we listen. Appreciating the blossom in hand or pausing in the garden to admire the beauty quiets… — Jean Hersey Copy Share Image
After Self-Realisation it is easy to perceive the truth that all these religions were born on the same tree of spirituality, but… — Nirmala Srivastava Copy Share Image
We call it the transmission of the lamp in Zen. That's when we take enlightened states of mind and literally, you can… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
“The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There's nothing good about ash dieback, but there is one useful thing that could be done: wherever possible, leave the dead trees… — George Monbiot Copy Share Image
Ring-ting! I wish I were a primrose, A bright yellow primrose blowing in the spring! The stooping boughs above me, The wandering… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
“It was a short, cold Christmas; and as the short northern day merged into night, we found ourselves almost broad upon the… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
But I would rather have snow. Snow is the on.y weather I really like. Nothing makes me less grumpy than snow. I… — Erlend Loe Copy Share Image
“Despite the heavy, motionless silence of the hawthorns, these gusts of fragrance came to me like the murmuring of an intense vitality,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“April light was unlike any other. It had a charming, optimistic unreliability like an overbid hand in poker. It gave a promise… — Peter Hoeg Copy Share Image
Life was an uncertain thing, and there were some moments one wished to remember, to imprint upon one's mind that the memory… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
PALM, n. A species of tree . . . of which the familiar "itching palm" ("Palma hominis") is most widely distributed .… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
The highest state of Love is not a relationship at all, it is simply a state of your Being. Just as trees… — Osho Copy Share Image
I think it is important that people be made aware that the vegetarian movement has a venerable history behind it. It didn’t… — Rynn Berry Copy Share Image
“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat… — Natalie Babbitt Copy Share Image
I don't believe you know anything about a man like me or a country like this. It takes rough men, Miss Fair,… — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
Money just changed everything, I wonder how life without it would go From the concrete who knew that a flower would grow… — Justice Garcia Copy Share Image
“By creating flowers from plastic bags (which are made with substances derived from oil), he addresses the ecological concerns associated with the… — Gwen Blakley Kinsler Copy Share Image
“My beloved speaks and says to me: Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; for now the winter is past,… — Jennifer Robson Copy Share Image
“It was Christmas Eve. Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of the Heavenly Valley smooth… — Betty MacDonald Copy Share Image
There are about a dozen of these gardens, more or less extensive, according to the business or wealth of the proprietor; but… — Robert Fortune Copy Share Image
While snow the window-panes bedim, The fire curls up a sunny charm, Where, creaming o'er the pitcher's rim, The flowering ale is… — John Clare Copy Share Image
Remembering our past, carrying it around with us always, may be the necessary requirement for maintaining, as they say, the wholeness of… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“There is something inn expressly touching in nature round Petersburg, when at the approach of spring she puts forth all her might,… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
They say that gardens look better when they are created by loving gardeners rather than by landscapers, because the garden is more… — Ina Garten Copy Share Image
Vain-glorious man, when fluttering wind does blow In his light wing's, is lifted up to sky; The scorn of-knighthood and true chivalry.… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
If you have true gratitude, it will express itself automatically. It will be visible in your eyes, around your being, in your… — Sri Chinmoy Copy Share Image
“You have to plant doubt […] It’s like planting a seed that takes time to germinate. It might look like nothing is… — Sybil Claiborne Copy Share Image
Good resolutions are a pleasant crop to sow. -The seed springs up so readily, and the blossoms open so soon with such… — Lucas Malet Copy Share Image
Because I am really interested in gardening, I do really interesting plants, not even always flowers. And because I have grown them,… — Emma Tennant Copy Share Image
The tree that never had to fight for sun and sky and air and light but stood out in the open plain… — Douglas Malloch Copy Share Image
“It seems that by the time the singular beauty of a flower in bloom can no longer pierce the veil of black… — Michael Pollan Copy Share Image
One of the joys our technological civilization has lost is the excitement with which seasonal flowers and fruits were welcomed; the first… — Derek Jarman Copy Share Image
I have loved flowers that fade,Within whose magic tentsRich hues have marriage madeWith sweet unmemoried scents:A honeymoon delight,A joy of love at… — Robert Bridges Copy Share Image
The perfume of the flowers and of the bay tree are wafted on high, like incense. The birds sing sweet songs of… — William Wendt Copy Share Image
Spring scarce had greener fields to show than these Of mid September; through the still warm noon The rivulets ripple forth a… — Edward Dowden Copy Share Image
“There is a part of blooming which I did not understand, you see. You can be a flower all your life but… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
“I watch the trees all dressed up in the Spring, While posing as they stand in line, Placing their best foot forward,… — Charmaine J Forde Copy Share Image
“Autumn in the Highlands would be brief—a glorious riot of color blazing red across the moors and gleaming every shade of gold… — Elizabeth Stuart Copy Share Image