I haven't written poetry in a long time but I read it and I miss it. It is so hard to write.… — Ellen Gilchrist Copy Share Image
“He walked over the arched stone bridge, enjoying the silence of the village. Snow did that. It laid down a simple, clean… — louise penny Copy Share Image
“Bonnie saw ropes hanging loose, poles falling away, tree-tops sinking beneath her. As they rose, the sun rose with them. Its warmth… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
She thanked God that life was not always winter, that spring always came at last to chase away the cold and heaviness,… — Janette Oke Copy Share Image
Do anything but love; or if thou lovest and art a woman, hide thy love from him whom thou dost worship; never… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
“Like the gardener, a leader must take responsibility for what he cultivates; he must mind his work, try to repel enemies, preserve… — Nelson Mandela Copy Share Image
A kiss! When all is said, what is a kiss? An oath of allegiance taken in closer proximity, a promise more precise,… — Edmond Rostand Copy Share Image
I love the summer… the warm weather, hangin out with friends, and swimmin in the warm water… but most importantly grabin a… — James Madison Copy Share Image
Look at this vigorous plant that lifts its head from the meadow, See how its leaves are turned to the north, as… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Every flower of the field, every fiber of a plant, every particle of an insect carries with it the impress of its… — 1st Baronet Sir Thomas Blount Copy Share Image
“I promise to respect and protect your aloneness, knowing that everything created must have its period of darkness: child and bulb, poem… — anne morrow lindbergh Copy Share Image
“Of course I love you," the flower said to him. "It is my fault that you have not known it all the… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“Liesel and Papa made their way through the book, this man was traveling to Amsterdam on business and the snow was shivering… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
The hills and valleys of Heaven will be to those you now experience not as a copy is to an original, nor… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs –… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
What earnest worker, with hand and brain for the benefit of his fellowmen, could desire a more pleasing recognition of his usefulness… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago. The person sitting in the shade now… — Warren Buffett Copy Share Image
And always Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne, over and over the same photo in glaring greens and reds, of a tram, huffy, blunderous, manoeuvring… — Helen Garner Copy Share Image
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses-showers and sunshine bring,… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
The Buddha, the Godhead, resides quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer or the gears of a cycle transmission… — Robert M. Pirsig Copy Share Image
For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from?… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Sure my rose-colored glasses don't let me see the world for what it is NOW but what they allow is the chance… — Matthew Goldfinger Copy Share Image
“The force that through the green fuse drives the flower" The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in April Cold,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
...full of God's thoughts, a place of peace and safety amid the most exalted grandeur and enthusiastic action, a new song, a… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“When the war (WWI) finally ended it was necessary for both sides to maintain, indeed even to inflate, the myth of sacrifice… — Robert Hughes Copy Share Image
Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth,… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
There was a danger whenever I was on home ground. It was the danger of seeing my life through other eyes than… — Alice Munro Copy Share Image
Then there are those who plant. they endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the seasons, and they rarely rest. But,… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“It's fall coming, I kept thinking, fall coming; just like that was the strangest thing ever happened. Fall. Right outside here it… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
Now suzanne takes you hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From salvation army counters… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
I realized that were I to paint flowers small, no one would look at them because I was unknown. So I thought… — Georgia O'Keeffe Copy Share Image
Bright flower! whose home is everywhere Bold in maternal nature's care And all the long year through the heir Of joy or… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“People want to be with the sunflowers, those who rise and face the sky. Who prefers fungus, moss, things that grow in… — Lia Riley Copy Share Image
I have found, through years of practice, that people garden in order to make something grow; to interact with nature; to share,… — Julie Moir Messervy Copy Share Image
O grant me a house by the beach of a bay, Where the waves can be surly in winter, and play With… — Andrew Lang Copy Share Image
We settled Mama into the wheelchair and loaded her down with both our pocketbooks and a vase of flowers I had picked… — Bailey White Copy Share Image
The days may not be so bright and balmy...yet the quiet and melancholy that linger around them is fraught with glory. Over… — Northern Advocate Copy Share Image
In other countries, congenital introverts simply remain introverts all their lives, neither advancing nor retreating, but America's commitment to extroversion as a… — Florence King Copy Share Image
