Quotes About Flowers

Names called out across the water, names I called you behind your back, sour and delicious, secret and unrepeatable, the names of flowers that open only once, shouted from balconies, shouted from rooftops, or muffled by pillows, or whispered in sleep, or caught in the throat like a lump of meat.

You'll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.

I mean, how strange is that we bring plant sex organs to people we're attracted to? What's up with that? It's a weird sign of affection.

He felt like his whole life was balancing on a razor's edge, and the easy thing, the thing he wanted most, was to jump off with her. But no matter how much he tried to ignore it, no matter how much he wanted to forget, the memory of those words spoken in that fateful dream came back to haunt him, as they so always did: You'll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.

Butterflies are not insects,' Captain John Sterling said soberly. 'They are self-propelled flowers.

God made a beauteous garden With lovely flowers strown, But one straight, narrow pathway That was not overgrown. And to this beauteous garden He brought mankind to live, And said To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowers tend, But keep the pathway open Your home is at the end. God's Garden

There is nothing in your budget for joy. No books, no flowers, no music, not even a cold beer. And there is nothing in your budget to give away to someone else. We don't help people who don't have better values than you do.

The ideal of toleration sounds like a formal condition allowing all flowers to bloom, but it turns out on examination to adumbrate a determinate form of life no less intrusive than the Sharia or "fundamentalist" Christianity.

I dream that my son will grow up to be a good person, a free person, and an important person. I dream that lawla flowers will bloom in the streets of Kabul again and rubab music will play in the samovar houses and kites will fly in the skies. And I dream that someday you will return to Kabul to revisit the land of our childhood. If you do, you will find an old faithful friend waiting for you.

Crocuses shouted purple and white against the bright grass;

Only three flowers?" he said, clearly thinking that I should have more, and I smiled nervously. I didn't want a bouquet.

Og kjærligheten blev verdens ophav og verdens hersker, men alle dens veier er fulle av blomster og blod, blomster og blod.

Love is God's first word, the first thought that sailed through his mind. When he said: Let there by light! there was love. And he was well-pleased with what he had made, nor did he wish any of it unmade. And love was the world's origin and the world's ruler; but all its ways are filled with flowers and blood, flowers and blood.

Y el amor fue el origen del mundo, el maestro del mundo. Mas todos sus caminos están llenos de flores y de sangre, de sangre y de flores.

And love became the world's origin and the world's ruler, yet littered its path is with flowers and blood, flowers and blood.

Jeg knæler og rækker Hænderne frem endskønt jeg hører dit Nej. Tag disse Blomster med Tak for dem du pynted med paa min Vej. (Med røde roser)»

Here and there among the pines are rowans, with ripe coral berries; now the berries are falling, heavy clusters striking the earth. So they reap themselves and sow themselves again, an inconceivable abundance to be squandered every single year. Over three hundred clusters I can count on a single tree. And here and there about are flowers still in bloom, obstinate things that will not die, though their time is really past.

those shyest and sweetest of woodland blooms. . .

Mr. Smith was an art-ist, as well as an in-vent-or, and he paint-ed a pic-ture of a riv-er which was so nat-ur-al that, as he was reach-ing a-cross it to paint some flow-ers on the op-po-site bank, he fell in-to the wa-ter and was drowned.

It is exceedingly deleterious to withdraw the sanction of religion from amusement. If we feel that it is all injurious we should strip the earth of its flowers and blot out its pleasant sunshine.

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined together on a bed of clover and left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness.

I used flowers because they die. My mood was darkly romantic at the time.

I'm a romantic, and I like guys to bring flowers and buy some gifts - not expensive things, just romantic things.

Sometimes my husband will surprise me with flowers for no reason. Unexpected romantic gestures are very important and keep things exciting.