A scent that disturbs me and delights me. It smells like ripe pears, vetiver, a bit of violet and something else- something… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
The tender violet bent in smiles To elves that sported nigh, Tossing the drops of fragrant dew To scent the evening sky. — Elizabeth Oakes Smith Copy Share Image
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odors, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent--sweet, not lasting; The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Violet! sweet violet! Thine eyes are full of tears; Are they wet Even yet With the thought of other years? — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
In kindly showers and sunshine bud The branches of the dull gray wood; Out from its sunned and sheltered nooks The blue… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
the blue and cloudless day closes like the lid of a casket of jewels upon the violet rim of sea, and shuts… — Margaret Deland Copy Share Image
The learned compute that seven hundred and seven millions of millions of vibrations have to penetrate the eye before the eye can… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
“Multihued light radiated up from beneath the water, centered among the reeds, and then diffusing outward as it reached the surface. Violet… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share Image
“Purple: my favourite colour, why? It was the colour of the flowers on my Nanna's dishes and I loved her tea cake;… — April S. Rolfe Copy Share Image
I've been trying to redefine fragrance since I was a child - before I was ten. Throughout my life, certain fragrance notes… — Lolita Lempicka Copy Share Image
Bodies of holy men and women exude Miraculous oil, odour of violet. But under heavy loads of trampled clay Lie bodies of… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I was left alone there in the company of the orchids, roses and violets, which, like people waiting beside you who do… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Huamns, uregulated, are cruel and capricious; violet and selfish; miserable and quarrelsome. It is only after their instincts and basic emotions have… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
A silence reigns upon the air, Upon the pansies by the shore, Upon the violets, pale and fair, Upon the willow, bending… — George Arnold Copy Share Image
What a joy is there in a good book, writ by some great master of thought, who breaks into beauty as in… — Theodore Parker Copy Share Image
When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Dad pressed against my mind. Please, Allison. Let me, just this once, hold my son. I shouldn't. Nothing good ever came from… — Devon Monk Copy Share Image
Within my heart a garden grows, wild with violets and fragrant rose. bright daffodils line the narrow path, my footsteps silent as… — Robin Jones Gunn Copy Share Image
Man's books are but man's alphabet, Beyond and on his lessons lie - The lessons of the violet, The large gold letters… — Joaquin Miller Copy Share Image
I don't think it had ever occurred to me that man's supremacy is not primarily due to his brain, as most of… — John Wyndham Copy Share Image
“Nothing can fill you up,” she stated. “Nope,” he agreed again. “You won’t let it.” “Barrel’s got a hole in the bottom,… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“You keeping any other secrets up there?' Rhiannon eventually asks. Guilt settles in my stomach when I think of Xaden and his… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
Twisting and wiring and stringing starching and curling, delicately painting spots and shadings on scraps of silk until what had been nothing… — Melanie McGrath Copy Share Image
Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
When April steps aside for May, Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten; Fresh violets open every day: To some new bird each… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
We all have something in our past that is gripping us, and 'Violet' is very much about leaving those things behind. — Joshua Henry Copy Share Image
“Hopefully he'll forget about his little vendetta against you.' 'Do most men forget when a woman holds a knife to their balls?” — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“It's all about her. Every movement, every breath, the way my heart beats firecely inside my chest, is all because of her.… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Bitter love, a violet with it's crown of thorns in a thicet of spiky passions, spear of sorrow, corolla of rage: how… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Mathematical discoveries, like springtime violets in the woods, have their season which no human can hasten or retard. — Carl Friedrich Gauss Copy Share Image
“Not us, Vi. Everything else may end, but not us. What we have...We're endless." -Lincoln” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Our cheer goes back to them, the valiant dead! Laurels and roses on their graves to-day, lilies and laurels over them we… — Richard Hovey Copy Share Image
And the violet lay dead while the odour flew On the wings of the wind o'er the waters blue. — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Copy Share Image
Violet, the Dowager Countess: “I mean, one way or another, everyone goes down the aisle with half the story hidden. — Jessica Fellowes Copy Share Image
“my hair is the only thing about me that's perfectly healthy. Cutting it would feel like I'm punishing my body for finally… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“there's no satisfaction in watching Jack struggle. Feral dogs bite harder when they're cornered.” — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
I'm glad that our music motivates people to exercise. If I had to pick just one song to run to, it would… — Fergie Copy Share Image
