“In the spring, the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and the dew sparkled, and the birds sang. In the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It is autumn on tip-toe that silently walks the hills and treads the forested expanses, gracing in each step a billion leaves… — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
“Taking Root I am no stranger to roots. In third grade, I punctured a sweet potato’s middle with toothpicks, suspended it halfway… — Diana Anhalt Copy Share Image
I know now that most people are so closely concerned with themselves that they are not aware of their own individuality, I… — Georgia O'Keeffe Copy Share Image
The sandy cat by the Farmer's chair Mews at his knee for dainty fare; Old Rover in his moss-greened house Mumbles a… — Walter de La Mare Copy Share Image
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not… — Thomas Nash Copy Share Image
Partying like crazy, you know the drill, tanning all day, nights dressed to kill, nothing is going to replace these days. Oh… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Works of art often last forever, or nearly so. But exhibitions themselves, especially gallery exhibitions, are like flowers; they bloom and then… — Jerry Saltz Copy Share Image
It was one of those perfect New York October afternoons, when the explosion of oranges and yellows against the bright blue sky… — Sarah Dunn Copy Share Image
Once a century, all of a certain kind of bamboo flower on the same day. Whether they are in Malaysia or in… — Linda Hogan Copy Share Image
“it’s not just a flower, not even just President Snow’s flower, but a promise of revenge — because no one else sat… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It was that period in the vernal quarter when we may suppose the Dryads to be waking for the season. The vegetable… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
The really intelligent person keeps his childhood alive to his last breath.He never loses it-the wonder the child feels looking at the… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
If you come to Plum Village in the summertime, you see many lotus flowers. Without the mud the lotus flowers cannot grow.… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
You have two gardens: your own garden and that of your beloved. First, you have to take care of your own garden… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
“At forty my faculties may have closed up like flowers at evening, leaving me unable to write my memoirs with a fitting… — James Thurber Copy Share Image
Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The earth with yellow pearsAnd overgrown with roses wildUpon the pond is bent,And swans divine,With kisses drunkYou drop your headsIn the sublimely… — Friedrich Holderlin Copy Share Image
“This is the Tree of Forgetfulness. All the headmen here plant one of these trees in the village. They say ancestors stay… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share Image
As for the meaning of gardens, particular gardens may have, of course, all sorts of different meanings - emotive, historical, emblematic, religious,… — David E. Cooper Copy Share Image
“Wondering When the Strings Will Snap” poem: “The marigolds herald autumn’s colors already In their sun-shrine faces, iconographic Floral worship of their… — Elizabeth Barrette Copy Share Image
“The flowers are for the woman I glimpsed for just a moment the other night before she ran away with tears brimming… — Grace Willows Copy Share Image
“Summer is a season of opposites - a time where you want to do nothing and do everything... summer encourages us to… — Allison Saft Copy Share Image
“You all know we are only passing by. We only walk over these stones a few times, our boats float a little… — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
The Bauls say, "Don't try to force anything." Let life be a deep let-go. See God opening millions of flowers every day… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
Man is born as a seed; he can become a flower, he may not. It all depends on you, what you do… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
yet it seems Life scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind, Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams, But the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets,… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I have always had a tumultuous relationship with plants. I fall head over heels, we start off so well but within days,… — Angela Scanlon Copy Share Image
“...the teacher picked a flower and said: ‘Look at the pretty flower, Betty.’ Betty, filled with spiritual radiance, said, ‘All the flowers… — Keith Johnstone Copy Share Image
In Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares; Each blossom that blooms in… — James Gates Percival Copy Share Image
But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire They lie closed over in… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“I'll go see what it was," said Cinder, slipping into the hallway and darting down the stairs. Jacin was siting at the… — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy's bower. Age… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
An angel, legend has it, took pity on a little shepherd girl who had nothing to give to the Infant Jesus in… — Allen Lacy Copy Share Image
“When we plant a rose seed in the earth, we notice that it is small, but we do not criticize it as… — W. Timothy Gallwey Copy Share Image
I thought that we were all like trees, flexible youths, saplings, who grow up heavy and stiff, spread seeds and get chopped… — Jill McCorkle Copy Share Image
When the hornet hangs in the hollyhock, And the brown bee drones in the rose, And the west is a red-streaked four-o'clock,… — Madison Cawein Copy Share Image
“His nature had developed like a flower, had borne blossoms of scarlet flame. Out of its secret hiding-place had crept his Soul,… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
We must guard against becoming so engrossed in the specific nature of the roots and bark of the trees of knowledge as… — George S. Patton Copy Share Image
