Celia Thaxter Quotes

24 quotes in 554 categories

• When in the fresh mornings I go into my garden before anyone is awake, I go for the time being into perfect happiness.
• He who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth is generally considered a fortunate person, but his good fortune is small compared to…
• As I hold the flower in my hand and think of trying to describe it, I realize how poor a creature I am, how impotent…
• Look to the East, where up the lucid sky; the morning climbs! The day shall yet be fair.
• To stand by the beds at sunrise and see the flowers awake is a heavenly delight.
• This very act of planting a seed in the earth has in it to me something beautiful. I always do it with a joy that…
• One golden day redeems a weary year
• So deeply is the gardener's instinct implanted in my soul, I really love the tools with which I work; the iron fork, the spade, the…
• Ever since I could remember anything, flowers have been like dear friends to me, comforters, inspirers, powers to uplift and to cheer.
• It seems to me the worst of all the plagues is the slug, the snail without a shell. He is beyond description repulsive, a mass…
• Soon will set in the fitful weather, with fierce gales and sullen skies and frosty air, and it will be time to tuck up safely…
• Once more their weird laughter of the loons comes to my ear, the distance lends it a musical, melancholy sound. For a dangerous ledge off…
• Like the musician, the painter, the poet, and the rest, the true lover of flowers is born, not made. And he is born to happiness…
• As I work among my flowers, I find myself talking to them, reasoning and remonstrating with them, and adoring them as if they were human…
• Early in April, as I was vigorously hoeing in a corner, I unearthed a huge toad, to my perfect delight and satisfaction; he had lived…
• I am fully and intensely aware that plants are conscious of love and respond to it as they do to nothing else.
• Of all the wonderful things in the wonderful universe of God, nothing seems to me more surprising than the planting of a seed in the…
• As the days go on toward July, the earth becomes dry and all the flowers begin to thirst for moisture. Then from the hillside, some…
• It is curious that the leaf should so love the light and the root so hate it.
• When the snow is still blowing against the window-pane in January and February and the wild winds are howling without, what pleasure it is to…

Browse Celia Thaxter Quotes by Category