He was one of those guys that think they're being a pansy if they don't break around forty of your fingers when… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
How does a pansy, for example, select the ingredients from soil to get the right colors for the flower? Now there's a… — Clyde Tombaugh Copy Share Image
Nobody can keep on being angry if she looks into the heart of a pansy for a little while. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make life so, right in the middle of it we die, lose… — Natalie Goldberg Copy Share Image
Heart's ease! one could look for half a day Upon this flower, and shape in fancy out Full twenty different tales of… — Mary Howitt Copy Share Image
As a result of 50 years of emancipation, feminine qualities were dying out or being transferred to the males. Pansies of both… — Ian Fleming Copy Share Image
And then the rose-border. What intensity in those odorous buds of the Bon Silene, making the very spirit bound as though a… — Sarah Smiley Copy Share Image
The delicate thought, that cannot find expression, For ruder speech too fair, That, like thy petals, trembles in possession, And scatters on… — Bret Harte Copy Share Image
Fang let out a low whistle. "Anyone know that Amazons could ride a giant bird?" Ethon gave him a duh stare. "Those… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Well, I am a giant pansy and freak out if seaweed touches my leg in the ocean. — Sara Paxton Copy Share Image
Pansy rolled over and went to sleep, but Petunia stayed awake long after Olga left, and long after Oliver crawled out from… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears. — John Milton Copy Share Image
“... and all we knew about her that we didn't know the night before was that she had eyes like pansies and… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
Who are the violets now That strew the lap of the new-come spring? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What do you think spies are: priests, saints and martyrs? They're a squalid procession of vain fools, traitors too, yes; pansies, sadists… — John le Carre Copy Share Image
The Blushing Pansy," his cousin read aloud, in a tone of abject horror. "Tea shop and confectionery." Bram swore. This was going… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
I know not which I love the most, Nor which the comeliest shows, The timid, bashful violet Or the royal-hearted rose: The… — Phoebe Cary Copy Share Image
There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there is pansies, that’s for thoughts... There’s fennel for you, and columbines; there’s… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I leave pansies, the symbolic flower of freethought, in memory of the Great Agnostic, Robert Ingersoll, who stood for equality, education, progress,… — Bruce Springsteen Copy Share Image
A cat is a purring parcel of paradox, a cunning collection of contradictions. A cat is lazy and busy, dainty and savage,… — Leonore Fleischer Copy Share Image
One bright pansy popping through a sidewalk crack will get weeded or stepped on; it's not until twenty fabulous flowers bust through… — S. Bear Bergman Copy Share Image
Tis but a scratch!" "A scratch? Your arm's off!" "No it isn't." "Then what's that?" "Oh come on, pansy! — Graham Chapman Copy Share Image
Pansy," Murphy sneered. Thomas leered at her. "You make my stamen tingle when you talk like that, Sergeant. — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Pray, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
