Flower Quote by Truman Capote

“After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was…

— Willa Cather

“The day is early with birds beginning and the wren in a cloud piping like the child in the poem, drop thy pipe, thy…

— Janet Frame

“April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept…

— Anonymous

“When, on a summer evening, the melodious sky growls like a tawny lion, and everyone is complaining of the storm, it is the memory…

— Marcel Proust

“The warm afternoon, the garden, the tray of empty glasses on the grass, succeeded in conveying foreboding and dissatisfaction; even the roses seemed to…

— Shirley Hazzard

“How wonderful that must be! What we call spring here is one rose and a couple of buds struggling to keep alive in the…

— Albert Camus

“It's spring giving way to summer, balmy air smelling of roses, hot skin meeting the cold shock of the ocean, starry nights as warm…

— Sarah McCarry

“Nothing is so beautiful as Spring- When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; (from "Spring")”

— Gerard Manley Hopkins

“Snow sweeping downward, While the flowers reach upward-- Winter storm in spring. ”

— Steve Peterson

“It was one of those summers you’re nostalgic for even before it passes. Pale, bled skies. Thunderstorms in the night. Sour-smelling dawns. It brought…

— Kevin Barry

“Spring is like a perhaps hand Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window,into which people look(while people…

— E. E. Cummings

“It was rainy, trees leafing out, spring deepening into summer; and the forlorn cry of horns on the street, the dank smell of the…

— Donna Tartt