Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the boulder. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
A rose given during life is ten times worth better than kept on the grave. — Nishan Panwar Copy Share Image
For me, a garden is peace of mind. It immediately takes my mind off the thing I'm puzzling about in my work… — Henry Louis Gates Copy Share Image
O, the red rose may be fair, And the lily statelier; But my shamrock, one in three Takes the very heart of… — Katharine Tynan Copy Share Image
I think people tend to forget that trees are living creatures. They're sort of like dogs. Huge, quiet, motionless dogs, with bark… — Jack Handey Copy Share Image
“Winter reaches its peak not when a great wind screams from the top of its lungs, but when a lazy breeze whispers… — Shivaraj Konanavar Copy Share Image
“Loving for beauty is like vowing a lifetime commitment to a rose. No-matter how sweet-scented or pink "petald", every rose withers.” — Moffat Machingura Copy Share Image
“All flowers are not to be picked; some are meant to stay rooted so their beauty may continue to sing praises unto… — Grace Terrell Copy Share Image
“It is a flower that can be opened in many way...Unfold the petals of [your] stories one by one and [you] will… — Hyemeyohsts Storm Copy Share Image
“I hate being alone during autumn know why? because i'm the only person whose watching the leaves to fall” — Dominique Magno Copy Share Image
“Yet each flower, each twig, each pebble, shines as though illuminated from within, as once before, on her first day in the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The best things are nearest: breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“When the mountain streams are frozen and the Nor'land winds are out; when the winter winds are drifting the bitter sleet and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we… — Robert Hass Copy Share Image
It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy… — Charles Kuralt Copy Share Image
The desert floras shame us with their cheerful adaptations to the seasonal limitations. Their whole duty is to flower and fruit, and… — Mary Hunter Austin Copy Share Image
“The flower that smiles today Tomorrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies; What is this world's delight?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Researcher Richard Wiseman, in his article “The Luck Factor,” says that if you are an apple picker and you keep coming back… — Shawn Achor Copy Share Image