Mine is the Month of Roses; yes, and mine The Month of Marriages! All pleasant sights And scents, the fragrance of the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
When Zen masters say 'effortlessness' they are referring to the state when your enlightenment is well rooted. Now there is no need… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Happiness is the potential of sharing destiny and letting loose. We may see it burgeoning in the curve of a sensitive vibe… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
So many want to be lifted by song and dancing, and this morning it is easy to understand. I write in the… — Linda Gregg Copy Share Image
How wonderful is Cold Mountain Climbers are all afraid The moon shines on clear water twinkle twinkle Wind rustles the tall grass… — Hanshan Copy Share Image
Dim loneliness came imperceivably into the fields and he turned back. The birds piped oddly; some wind was caressing the higher foliage,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The design of the gum is expressed in the flow of it trunk and limbs, and the design of the European tree… — Hans Heysen Copy Share Image
In the sheltered heart of the clumps last year's foliage still clings to the lower branches, tatters of orange that mutter with… — Jacquetta Hawkes Copy Share Image
Rise and put on your foliage, and be seen To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green, And sweet as Flora.… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
I used to listen to music from the frosting down. As a word nerd, lyrics are really important to me, and then… — Kelly Hogan Copy Share Image
What a contrast between the stern and desolate poetry of Ossian, and that of Chaucer, and even of Shakespeare and Milton, much… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by… — Mark Strand Copy Share Image
What a place to be in is an old library! It seems as though all the souls of all the writers that… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Observers in the full enjoyment of their bodily senses pity me, but it is because they do not see the golden chamber… — Helen Keller Copy Share Image
All the unhallowed beauty I have found; All free - discordant shrills and form-defying wonders above ground, like writhen trees with draggled… — Rex Ingamells Copy Share Image
“This private estate was far enough away from the explosion so that its bamboos, pines, laurel, and maples were still alive, and… — John Hersey Copy Share Image
Here is Menard's own intimate forest: 'Now I am traversed by bridle paths, under the seal of sun and shade...I live in… — Gaston Bachelard Copy Share Image
Fine fruit is the flower of commodities. It is the most perfect union of the useful and the beautiful that the earth… — Andrew Jackson Downing Copy Share Image
When you are so full of sorrow that you can't walk, can't cry anymore, think about the green foliage that sparkles after… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
What is now the foliage moving? Air is still, and hush'd the breeze, Sultriness, this fullness loving, Through the thicket, from the… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
All it has experienced, tasted, suffered: The course of years, generations of animals, Oppression, recovery, friendship of sun and - Wind Will… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
He regarded the world-objects right in front of his face-as if from a great distance. For when he moved on the earth… — Amanda Coplin Copy Share Image
Alas! to seize the moment When the heart inclines to heart, And press a suit with passion, Is not a woman's part.… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
Early religions were like muddy ponds with lots of foliage. Concealed there, the fish of the soul could splash and feed. Eventually,… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
May I strike my heart's keys clearly, and may none fail because of slack, uncertain, or fraying strings. May the tears that… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
We wasters of sorrows! How we stare away into sad endurance beyond them, trying to foresee their end! Whereas they are nothing… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
The smell of manure, of sun on foliage, of evaporating water, rose to my head; two steps farther, and I could look… — Doris Lessing Copy Share Image
As artist Nature splashes color across the vast canvas of the sky with the radiance and splendor of sunrise and sunset. She… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Plants with leaves no more efficient than today's solar cells could out-compete real plants, crowding the biosphere with an inedible foliage. Tough… — K. Eric Drexler Copy Share Image
How I will cherish you then, you grief-torn nights! Had I only received you, inconsolable sisters, on more abject knees, only buried… — Rainer Maria Rilke 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
How can the seed know that by dying in the soil it will become a great tree? It will not be there… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
As the vine which has long twined its graceful foliage about the oak and been lifted by it into sunshine, will, when… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Round a turn of the Qin Fortress winds the Wei River, And Yellow Mountain foot-hills enclose the Court of China; Past the… — Wang Wei Copy Share Image
In a split second of eternity, everything is changed, transfigured. A few bars of music, rising from an unfamiliar place, a touch… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
![“May I strike my heart's keys clearly, and may none fail because of slack, uncertain, or fraying strings. May the tears that stream down my face make me more radiant: may my hidden weeping bloom… How we waste our afflictions!... [T]hey're really our wintering foliage, our dark greens of meaning…” quote by Rainer Maria Rilke](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/i/7c7/rainer-maria-rilke-193_abode_may-i-strike-my-heart-s-keys-clearly-and_52479.jpg)
