Flowers Quote by Willa Cather

“Remembering her, it is as if my heart were buried in the rain. Again I think it’s she, but why would she be coming…

— Pablo Neruda

“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

“Yet there was something else, something different about her this time, like a room where someone has thrown out all the flowers while you…

— Herman Koch

“She sheltered her colors in the dark, where others were blind to see; I caught a glimpse of her lastly when she gave me…

— Anthony Liccione

“She felt vaguely upset and unsettled. She was suddenly tired of outworn dreams. And in the garden the petals of the last red rose…

— L.M. Montgomery

“The words were on their way, and when they arrived, she would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring…

— Markus Zusak

“So I went back in time and told her how I liked the smell of soil after the rain. It has a special place…

— Avijeet Das

“Here, in this house, her recollections glowed like embers on the hearth, and each night, in their warmth, she’d take a memory or two…

— Ari Berk

“My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain…

— Alfred Tennyson

“The same thing that had happened with the flowers was happening with my longing: once I held it in my hands, I didn't know…

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

“In those days I understood nothing! I should have judged her by her deeds and not her words. She cast her fragrance around me…

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry