“I went outside mournful, and I hit pure air. The air was full of birdsong. I went outside expecting rain but it… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
Life has left her footprints on my forehead. But I have become a child again this morning. The smile, seen through leaves… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
Like the lotus flower that is born out of mud, we must honor the darkest parts of ourselves and the most painful… — Debbie Ford Copy Share Image
Ever since Blessed Alan de la Roche re-established this devotion the voice of the people, which is the voice of God, called… — Louis de Montfort Copy Share Image
In the parallel universe the laws of physics are suspended. What goes up does not necessarily come down, a body at rest… — Susanna Kaysen Copy Share Image
“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse;… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
“a dry maple leaf has come off and is falling to the earth; its movement is exactly like a butterfly's flight. Isn't… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
“roses. You’ll enjoy both the scent and the flowers as you relax and entertain. Planting roses around the mailbox or lamp post… — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
“This rose is not so fragrant as a summer flower, but it has stood through hardships none of them could bear: the… — Anne Brontë Copy Share Image
A short distance away is the Tidal Basin, ringed by cherry trees that every year produce flowers, an event to which Washingtonians… — Dave Barry Copy Share Image
Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world. If dandelions were hard… — Andrew Mason Copy Share Image
Man corrupt everything, say Shug. He on your box of grits, in your head, and all over the radio. He try to… — Alice Walker Copy Share Image
“Though it was the end of February, the day was a lazy sort of cold. The sun slipped through the cloud in… — Erika Robuck Copy Share Image
“What're you reading?" "Gertrude Stein." I shook my head. I'd never heard of her. "The poet?" he asked. "You know, 'A rose… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
...tell me the word that will win you, and I will speak it. I will speak the stars of heaven into a… — Stephen R. Lawhead Copy Share Image
He has an armload of irises and daisies and tulips and he presents them to me. I didn't know what kind of… — Carrie Jones Copy Share Image
The wind is tossing the lilacs, The new leaves laugh in the sun, And the petals fall on the orchard wall, But… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
“Grass that is here today and gone tomorrow does not require much time to mature. A giant oak tree that lasts for… — Henry T. Blackaby Copy Share Image
No clouds are in the morning sky, The vapors hug the stream, Who says that life and love can die In all… — Edmund Clarence Stedman Copy Share Image
There are so many tender and holy emotions flying about in our inward world, which, like angels, can never assume the body… — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
“The Swan Oh, a swan! Blooming in grace and power. Were you thrown out of the forest of reeds by Pan To… — Gertrud Kolmar Copy Share Image
A tree uses what comes its way to nurture itself. By sinking its roots deeply into the earth, by accepting the rain… — Ming-Dao Deng Copy Share Image
“The men of experiment are like the ant, they only collect and use; the reasoners resemble spiders, who make cobwebs out of… — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
If I wasn't going to be a surgeon, I wanted to be a farmer or grow oranges or something like that. I… — Magdi Yacoub Copy Share Image
Autumn has come to northeast Montana. The vapor of one’s breath, the clarity of the stars, the smell of wood smoke, the… — Larry Watson Copy Share Image
No ideology can help to create a new world or a new mind or a new human being -- because ideological orientation… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the world’s heart beat at some… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
February is a suitable month for dying. Everything around is dead, the trees black and frozen so that the appearance of green… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“So I went up north to a land of palm trees and mangroves like malignant growths in the mud-filled throats of the… — Janet Frame Copy Share Image
It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Far happier he, who, young and full of pride And radiant with the glory of the sun, Leaves earth before his singing… — Kobo Abe Copy Share Image
Plant growing in temperate climates. The beautiful flower panicles that appear for several months emit a sweet honey fragrance that will be… — Alan Summers Copy Share Image
A garden is the mirror of a mind. It is a place of life, a mystery of green moving to the pulse… — Henry Beston Copy Share Image
This was sheer idleness to my fellow-townsmen, no doubt; but if the birds and flowers had tried me by their standard, I… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The infinitude of creation is great enough to make a world, or a Milky Way of worlds, look in comparison with it… — Immanuel Kant Copy Share Image
When you put a seed in the ground, it doesn't stop growing after eight hours. It keeps going every minute that it's… — Ruth Asawa Copy Share Image
Romance? What is romance? Is it when I give you flowers? When I give you a gorgeous dinner? Or is it when… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls scamper like… — Laurie Lee Copy Share Image
“Trout, incidentally, had written a book about a money tree. It had twenty-dollar bills for leaves. Its flowers were government bonds. Its… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
I have long suspected that the power of speech is not a power at all, but a mere form of hysteria from… — Corra May Harris Copy Share Image
