“Love and hatred belong to the same plant: one is rose, the other is thorn.” — Vinita Kinra Copy Share Image
Impromptu thoughts are mental wild-flowers. — Marie Anne de Vichy-Chamrond, marquise du Deffand Copy Share Image
Repentance clothes in grass and flowers the grave in which the past is laid. — John Sterling Copy Share Image
Flower of this purple dye, Hit with Cupid's archery, Sink in apple of his eye. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She understood. They were plastic flowers of words—but they looked nice on the surface. — Anne Ursu Copy Share Image
I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
At the end of the season of sorrows comes the time of rejoicing. Spring, like a well-oiled clock, noiselessly indicates this time. — Roger Zelazny Copy Share Image
I'd like to divide myself in order to see, among these mountains, each and every flower of every cherry tree. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
“Let the summer passes quickly and let the winter comes slowly and so we may have longer autumn, The Golden Kingdom!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
Your real being only flowers with unconditional love. Ambition is against love. Anything that is against love is against you and your… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
My mother loves plants. So, we have a lot of plants in our house that send out positive vibes. — Mimi Chakraborty Copy Share Image
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed… — Alfred Austin Copy Share Image
If someone smells a flower and says he does not understand, the reply to him is: there is nothing to understand, it… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“So sturdy and solid, so wide, so thick, none of that delicate wristy business of my imaginings. Built like an oak tree,… — Lionel Shriver Copy Share Image
At last the anchor was up, the sails were set, and off we glided. It was a sharp, cold Christmas; and as… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“Planting always involves risk. We release control of something we need in the hopes that it will come back to us in… — J.D. Greear Copy Share Image
Everything that is dead quivers. Not only the things of poetry, stars, moon, wood, flowers, but even a white trouser button glittering… — Wassily Kandinsky Copy Share Image
From December to March, there are for many of us three gardens - the garden outdoors, the garden of pots and bowls… — Katharine Sergeant Angell White Copy Share Image
Nature repairs her ravages, but not all. The uptorn trees are not rooted again; the parted hills are left scarred; if there… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“How is it the seasons change? Do they change so slowly so creepingly because we so rarely break away from whatever it… — Jenny Boully Copy Share Image
“It is not the force of the wind, but the depth of the roots.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
It's a lonely cold world. Get your ass a blanket & learn to stand alone. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Honor women! They strew celestial roses on the pathway of our terrestrial life. — Pierre-Claude-Victor Boiste Copy Share Image
If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear a flower in your hair. — Scott McKenzie Copy Share Image
Shoots that have finished flowering. Continue to deadhead herbaceous plants — Jo Poultney Copy Share Image