Filled Quote by Cornelia Funke Download Open image “Words,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.” — Cornelia Funke ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Filled Filled Night Flower Fragrance Gardening Invisible Invisible Flowers Language Night Night Like Words Filled
Words are the light and sound of our existence, the heat lightning by which the night is illuminated. — Dan Simmons Copy Share Image
“I love bright words, words up and singing early; Words that are luminous in the dark, and sing; Warm lazy words, white cattle under… — Elinor Wylie Copy Share Image
Like a beautiful flower, full of colour, but without scent, are wise words when spoken, but fruitless these words are when not carried out… — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable? — Rumi Copy Share Image
Every word has its fragrance: there is a harmony and a disharmony of fragrances, and hence of words. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
“Like a beautifully brightly colored flower without fragrance, is the well-spoken word without action.” — Thích Nhất Hạnh Copy Share Image
“An Evening Air I go out in the grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. I go… — Samar Sen Copy Share Image
Words are small shapes in the gorgeous chaos of the world. ... they bring the world into focus, they corral ideas, they hone thoughts,… — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
“She went and stood at an open window and looked out upon the deep tangle of the garden below. All the mystery and witchery… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
And when night, guiding her bright train of stars, Throws o'er the sleeping world her gloomy veil, Lonely amidst the desert and the darkness,… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
Words. Borne on the ever swelling current of hatred, like flowers opening in the current, petals peeling back, then falling apart. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“A story is a labyrinth, it looks as if there were several ways to go, but only one is right, and there's a nasty… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“For a moment Dustfinger felt as if he had never been away- as if he had simply had a bad dream, and the memory… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,'Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right? — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“And he will have a great aunt called Elinor who tells him there's a world not like this one. A world with neither fairies… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Yes, Mo would come. Meggie could think of nothing else as Fenoglio led her away with him, his arm around her as if he… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
When it came to hiding, even Gwin had nothing to teach Dustfinger. A strange sense of curiosity had always driven him to explore the… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Perhaps there's another, much larger story behind the printed one, a story that changes just as our own world does. And the letters on… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
The purpose of a spirit filled life is to demonstrate the supernatural power of our living God so that the unsaved multitudes will abandon… — T.L. Osborn Copy Share Image
He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Books were always important. I have to thank my father, he filled my life with books. He didn't write but he always read. He… — Rawi Hage Copy Share Image
Ancient eyes had stared at me, filled with ancient grief. And something more. Something so alien and unexpected that I'd almost burst into tears.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
When they started to drain a swamp where birds and fish had lived, for a new housing development down the road from his apartment,… — Maile Meloy Copy Share Image
No matter what. Wherever your mind wanders, it seems to turn up at the same Field of Dreams. It's the vision you wake up… — James C. Collins Copy Share Image
A nation of character is filled with citizens who gradually build lives based on the living awareness that their deeds are judged by eyes… — Alan Keyes Copy Share Image
The Science Delusion is the belief that science already understands the nature of reality in principle leaving only the details to be filled in. — Rupert Sheldrake Copy Share Image
We're in this strange age where we can't say 'I love you,' at least not sincerely. It's something where, if you simplify it, the… — Christoffer Boe Copy Share Image
I rejoice that the reign of Christ is such, while it thrills the soul with emotions, and opens before the highest intellect the most… — Matthew Simpson Copy Share Image
He that humbles himself shall be preserved entire. He that bends shall be made straight. He that is empty shall be filled. He that… — Laozi Copy Share Image
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