Quotes About Flowers

Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are the seeds, The harvest can be either flowers or weeds.

Even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

el silbido del jardinero, más lejano, destruía alhelíes y tulipanes en la tranquilidad sin remordimiento de los robles, yo preocupada por que el jardín no se convirtiese en una fosa común de flores difuntas

She comes downstairs and is surprised to be handed a curious-looking bouquet. Only on closer inspection does it become apparent that this is, in fact, a bunch made up of candied flowers---pale orange blossoms, bright blue florets of borage, even tender young rosebuds, all encased in hard, clear shells of sugar, like tiny caramel apples.

The nature of rain is the same, but it makes thorns grow in the marshes and flowers in the gardens.

At Madame's suggestion, they lie down in the weeds, and Marie-Laure listens to honeybees mine the flowers and tries to imagine their journeys as Etienne described them: each worker following a rivulet of odor, looking for ultraviolet patterns in the flowers, filling baskets on her hind legs with pollen grains, then navigating, drunk and heavy, all the way home. How

Flowers grow on her tiny wrought-iron balcony, and in summer she can estimate what time of day it is by feeling how wide the petals of the evening primroses have opened.

dried the flowers myself. Belladonna, oleander, and mistletoe. Three of my favorites. All of them poisonous … but such lovely colors.

I once got a huge, expensive flower arrangement from a person I didn't like, who sent it out of pure guilt. It had a hideous bird-of-paradise in the middle, and I thought it would never fade and die. I hated it.

I'm very romantic. I've emptied flower shops.

There are no such things as Flowers there are only gladdened Leaves.

When the flowers start blooming, I like to ride my bike.

Reading music is like listening to flowers. I don't understand the concept.

I buy flowers for myself all the time. I'm comedy's Elton John.

The women in Europe think I'm the Beatles, they throw me flowers.

I abhor a hoe. I am fond of flowers but not of dirt, and had rather buy them than cultivate them.

Writing has always been an interest of mine, and 'The Language of Flowers' combined my experience with foster care with something I've always wanted to do.

There doesn't seem to be no need for no one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like

Then I will chant," he said. And he began, looking like a strange boy spirit. "The sun is shining – the sun is shining. That is the Magic. The flowers are growing – the roots are stirring. That is the Magic. Being alive is the Magic – being strong is the Magic. The Magic is in me – the Magic is in me. It is in me – it is in me. It's in every one of us.

outrageous flowers swagging off balconies like bright skirts of ballgowns...

The wife Estelle's stone sinks to the right. The dead here seem really dead, and bone lonely, unlike the graves in Italian cemeteries, bedecked with fresh flowers, red votive lights, and photos of the deceased.

The dead here seem really dead, and bone lonely, unlike the graves in Italian cemeteries, bedecked with fresh flowers, red votive lights, and photos of the deceased. I always imagine that they must rise at night and visit among themselves, the way they used to in the piazza. I did cry over Absalom, Absalom!

I dreamed you were standing in this dark place and you touched these dead flowers and they lit up like they were electric or something. Electric lilies. Lighting up the Valley.

I pounded through the houses, staggering down the hallways, falling down the steps. It was a hot streaky dawn full of insecticides, exhaust, flowers that could make you sick or fall in love. My battered Impala was still parked there on the side of the road and I wanted to lie down on the shredded seats and sleep and sleep. But I thought of the bones; I could hear them singing. They needed me to write their song.