Nature Quote by Giovanni Boccaccio

“At morn we buried Melanippus; as the sun set the maiden Basilo died by her own hand, as she could not endure to lay…

— allimachus and Lycophron CXLII

“A few hours later, Françoise was able for the last time, and without causing pain, to comb that beautiful hair, which was only slightly…

— PROUST MARCEL

“He once called her his basil plant; and when she asked for an explanation, said that basil was a plant which had flourished wonderfully…

— George Eliot

“I have given away my whole soul to some one who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat,…

— Oscar Wilde

“She stroked one of the geranium's petals, inhaling its particular bitter fragrance, which she admired for its bold air of unapology.”

— Ellen Airgood

“She breathed deeply, and for full ten minutes stood there, like a watered plant drawing up the food of its vitality. The scent was…

— John Galsworthy

Her heart felt as if it were breaking in her breast, bleeding and bleeding, young and fierce. From grief over the warm and ardent…

— Sigrid Undset

“There was a vase of flame-coloured tulips in the hall - surely the most graceful of flowers. Some thrust their heads forward like snakes,…

— Jean Rhys

“He is some brainless beautiful creature who should be always here in winter when we have no flowers to look at, and always here…

— Oscar Wilde

“was the living death of his own soul that troubled him. Basil had painted the portrait that had marred his”

— Oscar Wilde

“She breathed in the crisp autumn air, hoping the loveliness of nature would somehow cleanse her soul and overshadow her sorrow.”

— J.E.B. Spredemann

“I once saw many flowers blooming Upon my way, in indolence I scorned to pick them in my going And passed in proud indifference.…

— Heinrich Heine