Flower Quote by Salvador de Madariaga

“Pure love’ means that it never increases or decreases. If it does not decrease when you curse him and it does not increase when…

— Dada Bhagwan

“To minimize hatred and oppression, our love roots must be deep and solid.”

— Oscar Auliq-Ice

I'm here for you whatever this life brings. So let my love give you roots and help you find your wings.

— Mark Harris

Some people love 'Roots;' some people hate 'Roots.' Some people only like the old stuff. Some people want me to play like I did…

— Max Cavalera

The self-righteous have their fig leaves so tightly bound that they have forgotten the seeping wounds beneath the foliage.

— Mark Lowry

Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love…

— Mark Strand

In a split second of eternity, everything is changed, transfigured. A few bars of music, rising from an unfamiliar place, a touch of perfection…

— Muriel Barbery

See yonder fire! It is the moon slow rising o'er the eastern hill. It glimmers on the forest tips, and through the dewy foliage…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The islands above the falls are covered with foliage as beautiful as can be seen anywhere. Viewed from the mass of rock which overhangs…

— David Livingstone

“This private estate was far enough away from the explosion so that its bamboos, pines, laurel, and maples were still alive, and the green…

— John Hersey

Look not at the face, young girl, look at the heart. The heart of a handsome young man is often deformed. There are hearts…

— Victor Hugo

Plants with leaves no more efficient than today's solar cells could out-compete real plants, crowding the biosphere with an inedible foliage. Tough omnivorous bacteria…

— K. Eric Drexler

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.

— Emily Bronte

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will changeit,I'mwellaware, aswinterchangesthetrees. My Love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneatha…

— Emily Bronte

May I strike my heart's keys clearly, and may none fail because of slack, uncertain, or fraying strings. May the tears that stream down…

— Rainer Maria Rilke