If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees. — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
I don't make proper flower arrangements; mine just grow, like the garden. — Tasha Tudor Copy Share Image
“We all have a tree inside us. Finding it is just a matter of time.” — Sahar Delijani Copy Share Image
A rose is but a rose, it blooms because it blooms; it thinks not of itself, nor asks if it is seen. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. — James Montgomery Copy Share Image
“The hottest day of the summer so far was drawing to a close and a drowsy silence lay over the large, square… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
Ever since I could remember anything, flowers have been like dear friends to me, comforters, inspirers, powers to uplift and to cheer. — Celia Thaxter Copy Share Image
Virtuous persons and fruit-laden trees bow, but fools and dry sticks break because they do not bend. — Chanakya Copy Share Image
The daisy is fair, the day-lily rare, The bud o' the rose as sweet as it's bonnie. — James Hogg Copy Share Image
From all kinds of flowers, Seek teachings everywhere, Like a deer that finds A quiet place to graze, Seek Seclusion to digest… — Namkhai Norbu Copy Share Image
A beautiful flower does not exist. There's only a moment when a flower looks beautiful. — Yohji Yamamoto Copy Share Image
Through winter-time we call on spring, And through the spring on summer call, And when the abounding hedges ring Declare that winter's… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
If I describe a sunny morning in May (the buds, the wet-winged flies, the warm sun and cool breeze), I am also… — Clark Blaise Copy Share Image
The fly runs toward the fire or lamp, thinking that it is a flower, and gets burnt up. Even so, the passionate… — Bill Vaughan Copy Share Image
He looked at her as a man might look at a faded flower he had plucked, in which it was difficult for… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
The dance grew into a colorful flower bouquet which caught and contained the glow of sun-happy summer days, the secret of star-studded… — Mary Wigman Copy Share Image
As Summer into Autumn slips And yet we sooner say "The Summer" than "the Autumn," lest We turn the sun away, And… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Two or more year ago she was out workin' in her rose garden one mornin' - did you know, boy, she's got… — Olive Ann Burns Copy Share Image
The universe appears to me like an immense, inexorable torture-garden…Passions, greed, hatred, and lies; social institutions, justice, love, glory, heroism, and religion:… — Octave Mirbeau Copy Share Image
