Toward seven o'clock every morning, I leave my study and step Out on the bright terrace; the sun already burns resplendent Between… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
To write is to pour one’s innermost self passionately upon the tempting paper, at such frantic speed that sometimes one’s hand struggles… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I perceive we postpone all our joys of Christ, till He and we be in our own house above, thinking that there… — Samuel Rutherford Copy Share Image
Ah, there should be a young man, ein schone Junge carrying Blumen, a bouquet of roses. There should be cold Rhine wine… — Laurence Stallings Copy Share Image
Imagine your mind as a garden and thoughts as the seeds you plant. Habitual negative, unhealthy, self-critical thoughts produce the weeds and… — Sue Thoele Copy Share Image
“Life is amazingly simplified,” she wrote in her journal, “now that the recalcitrant forsythia has at last decided to come and blurt… — Elizabeth Winder Copy Share Image
One's own flowers and some of one's own vegetables make acceptable, free, self-congratulatory gifts when visiting friends, though giving zucchini - or… — Barbara Holland Copy Share Image
If there was only one tree like that in the world, you would think it was beautiful. But because there are so… — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
“Everybody's wondering, how can I arrange the daisies and dandelions of my life into a better bouquet? The answer is, you can't.… — Conrad Wesselhoeft Copy Share Image
In all places where there is a Summer and a Winter, and where your Gardens of pleasure are sometimes clothed with their… — John Worlidge Copy Share Image
My passion for gardening may strike some as selfish, or merely an act of resignation in the face of overwhelming problems that… — Andrew Weil Copy Share Image
There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellowed richness on the clustered trees, And, from a beaker full of richest dyes,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Genes do make a contribution to the IQ score - but a flower needs soil. The environment for poor people is so… — Jerome Kagan Copy Share Image
I envy you going to Oxford: it is the most flower-like time of one's life. One sees the shadow of things in… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“When you love a flower", he said, as if wishing to explain his altered experience, "and suddenly she is gone, everything vanishes… — Vaddey Ratner Copy Share Image
I love color. It must submit to me. And I love art. I kneel before it, and it must become mine. Everything… — Paula Modersohn-Becker Copy Share Image
I'm not romantic at all, ha ha, I need teaching. The closest I ever came was taking a girl out on her… — Tinchy Stryder Copy Share Image
Its, the gum tree, main appeal to me has been its combination of mightiness and delicacy - mighty in its strength of… — Hans Heysen Copy Share Image
taking her hand he led her out into a broad stretch of hard sandy soil that the moon flooded with great splendor.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The farmer and the gardener are both busy, the gardener perhaps the more excitable of the two, for he is more of… — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
A child is a flower in the garden of life. Some grow taller, some are different colours and some will change how… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
The Waystone was his, just as the third silence was his. This was appropriate, as it was the greatest silence of the… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
There is a small seed waiting to be free. Burrowed in the ground, fed and watered. It grows slowly year after year.… — Melchor Lim Copy Share Image
“In the weeds of childhood sexual abuse, we are the sturdy flowers that kept reaching for a slip of sunshine and a… — Jeanne McElvaney Copy Share Image
The Bourne Underneath the growing grass, Underneath the living flowers, Deeper than the sound of showers: There we shall not count the… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
You fight dandelions all weekend, and late Monday afternoon there they are, pert as all get out, in full and gorgeous bloom,… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
“I love that flower so much because it is a daily reminder that nothing in life is guaranteed. That it doesn’t matter… — B. Love Copy Share Image
Above all, let us never forget that an act of goodness is in itself an act of happiness. It is the flower… — Maurice Maeterlinck Copy Share Image
I became passionate about nature filmmaking when I graduated from UCLA, and one of the things I always wanted to do was… — Louie Schwartzberg Copy Share Image
Romance isn't just about roses or killing dragons or sailing a kayak around the world. It's also about chocolate chip cookies and… — Steve Kluger Copy Share Image
“This waltz was the music of the softly falling snow on the regal new buildings of the Ringstrasse. It was the spring… — Allison Pataki Copy Share Image
“A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but the wind ever closes, Its floor all littered with… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“If all the months and all their days could be like June weather in New York, there would be paradise on earth.… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
Gardening is about communication, relationships, routines and life-enrichment. Gardens are places that connect us to the seasons and the life cycle. They're… — Costa Georgiadis Copy Share Image
He shines upon me and makes me to rejoice, and has atoned for me all that was taken from me and done… — Hannah Hurnard Copy Share Image
Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
I have kind of a weird technique with zucchini. I cut it into small cubes; sweat it in olive oil, adding just… — Tom Colicchio Copy Share Image
Why should we not recognize in the lightning, the thunder, and the storm wind, the approach of an overwhelming Power, and in… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
I saw a garden full of flowers which was so beautiful and fragrant. I watched the night sky lying on the grass… — Vincent Gigante Copy Share Image
A garden is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coat-skirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image