Spring seems far off, impossible, but it is coming. Already there is dusk instead of darkness at five in the afternoon; already… — Kathleen Norris Copy Share Image
“and yet nobody of course was more dependent upon others (he buttoned his waistcoat); it had been his undoing. He could not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Sometimes he dug in his garden; again, he read or wrote. He had but one word for both these kinds of toil;… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“To him, she was like a flower that bloomed in the snow. Thriving under conditions in which nothing could grow. To some,… — A.Y. Greyson Copy Share Image
A few little flowers will spring up briefly in the dry gulley through which torrents of water pass occasionally. But it is… — Neal A. Maxwell Copy Share Image
“It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,… — Aidan Chambers Copy Share Image
Cover them over with beautiful flowers, Deck them with garlands, those brothers of ours, Lying so silent by night and by day… — Will Carleton Copy Share Image
Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow,… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Deep at the bottom of the well no warmth has yet returned, The rain which sighs and feels so cold has dampened… — Su Shi Copy Share Image
Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
The pure air and dazzling snow belong to things beyond the reach of all personal feeling, almost beyond the reach of life.… — Frederick Soddy Copy Share Image
The fields and the flowers and the beautiful faces are not ours, as the stars and the hills and the sunlight are… — John Lancaster Spalding Copy Share Image
A too closely watched flower/blossoms the wrong color./Excess attention to the jonquil/turns it gentian. Flowers/need it tranquil to get/their hues right. Some/only… — Kay Ryan Copy Share Image
The most noteworthy thing about gardeners is that they are always optimistic, always enterprising, and never satisfied. They always look forward to… — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
“Oh, the solemn woods over which the light and shadow travelled swiftly, as if heavenly wings were sweeping on benignant errands through… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Every spark returns to darkness. Every sound returns to silence. Every flower returns to sleep with the earth. The journey of the… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
“As the frosty bits dwindled the wind slowed and big snowflakes began falling as serenely as anything could fall the distance from… — Daniel Woodrell Copy Share Image
I didn't know at the time I was writing Because of Winn-Dixie where the story came from, but in retrospect I can… — Kate DiCamillo Copy Share Image
Trying to change ourselves in order to please others - so that we can feel temporarily whole for having won their approval… — Guy Finley Copy Share Image
Love, which, in concert with Abstinence, established Faith, and which, along with Patience, builds up Chastity, is like the columns that sustain… — Gian Carlo Menotti Copy Share Image
“This quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies, And Lads and Girls; Was laughter and ability and sighing, And frocks and curls. This… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It's part of the strategy to remind people who Hillary Rodham Clinton actually is. If others aren't going to hold her account… — Kellyanne Conway Copy Share Image
If gardeners will forget a little the phrase, "watering the plants" and think of watering as a matter of "watering the earth"… — Henry Beston Copy Share Image
It gives you a good feeling. Each year, you rediscover in a garden the magic of life. A flower arrives, and it… — Hubert de Givenchy Copy Share Image
When we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Love, in this world, is like a seed taken from the tropics, and planted where the winter comes too soon; and it… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
“October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Flowers, cold from the dew, And autumn's approaching breath, I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids, Which haven't faded yet. In their… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
In preparing the soil for planting, you will need several tools. Dynamite would be a beautiful thing to use, but it would… — Robert Benchley Copy Share Image
...it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell it… — Galway Kinnell Copy Share Image
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
“Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more! oh, weep no more! Young buds… — John Keats Copy Share Image
“He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“Know who you are, then you can know where you can be! Choose your environment wisely; but be sure you know your… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
As white snowflakes fall quietly and thickly on a winter day, answers to prayer will settle down upon you at every step… — Ole Hallesby Copy Share Image
If we become uncomfortable in any given moment, we can look at a flower, a pebble in the street or the tire… — Barry Neil Kaufman Copy Share Image
A flower can't grow without rain. (Alexion) Too much rain and it drowns. (Danger) And yet the most beautiful of the lotus… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Do you love this world? Do you cherish your humble and silky life? Do you adore the green grass, with its terror… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
A seed is really something spiritual as much as it is something material. It contains a life spark that allows the regenerative… — Gary Paul Nabhan Copy Share Image
A woman can't be, until a girl dies. . . . I mean the sprites that girls are, so different from us,… — Christina Stead Copy Share Image
