Poetry Quote by Terry Pratchett

“Daffodils are yellow trumpets of spring”

— Richard L. Ratliff

“Some sounds are so exquisite - far more exquisite than anything seen. Daff's purr there on my rug, for instance - and the snap…

— L.M. Montgomery

“In the forest, in the forest, silence had cast a spell over all things. She plucked a great bouquet of daffodils and snowdrops, and…

— Katherine Mansfield

“On the night that she'd been brought here she'd had the idea that the abbey was closed in by trees. Now she could see…

— Elizabeth Hoyt

I suppose he could have changed," Neal said dryly. "I myself have noticed my growing resemblance to a daffodil." The other pages snorted. Kel…

— Anonymous

“On Becoming a Poet in the 1950s" There was love and there was trees. Either you could stay inside and probe your emotions or…

— Stephen Beal

“into which he placed a large-print copy of Wordsworth’s poem “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud.” To this he added the bookworms, who busily…

— Jasper Fforde

“Henry James rhymed Fellowship with the gesture of biting a neglected apple, and Ovid a scarlet curtain with the skin of Atalanta.”

— Hugh Kenner

“He unpacks his bag of tales with fingers quick as a weaver's picking the weft threads threading the warp. Watch his fingers. Watch his…

— Jane Yolen

“Indeed, everything that could hum, or buzz, or sing, or bloom had a part in my education--noisy-throated frogs, katydids and crickets held in my…

— Helen Keller

“You asked me for a rhyme," De Vangrisse reminded him. "So I did! A rhyme for tout and fou, and you gave me chou!"…

— Georgette Heyer

“Scattered upon the flimsy dresser scarf were half a dozen hairpins—those discreet, indistinguishable friends of womankind, feminine of gender, infinite of mood and uncommunicative…

— O. Henry