Quotes About Flowers

the near dark streets where Friday night's business began to accomplish itself, strolling couples, arm in arm, girls bright as just pricked flowers, halfdrunk belligerent men herded homeward by fierce women with bitter persecuted faces...

I draw flowers every day and send them to my friends so they get fresh blooms every morning.

Scientists revealed in 2016 that bees find pollen by picking up electrical signals transmitted by flowers, while a British team has lowered extremely high blood pressure by inserting an electrical wire in the brain to change what is being communicated. Understanding electrical communication is vital to understanding our reality (and health) and it is so simple.

Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.

God will reward you,' he said. 'You must be an angel since you care for flowers.

God will bless you,' said he, 'you are an angel since you take care of the flowers.' 'No,' she replied. 'I am the devil, but that's all the same to me.

God in tender indulgence to our different dispositions; has strewed the Bible with flowers, dignified it with wonders, and enriched it with delight.

No Scripture is exhausted by a single explanation. The flowers of God's garden bloom not only double, but sevenfold; they are continually pouring forth fresh fragrance.

If our faith can live without God, it is not divinely created. If God had begotten it, it would wait upon Him as the flowers wait upon the dew.

God scatters beauty as he scatters flowers O'er the wide earth, and tells us all are ours. A hundred lights in every temple burn, And at each shrine I bend my knee in turn.

Flowers may beckon todwards us, but they speak todward heaven and God.

It's spring! Farewell To chills and colds! The blushing, girlish World unfolds Each flower, leaf And blade of sod— Small letters sent To her from God.

Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil.

If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness.

Reason and happiness are like other flowers; they wither when plucked.

From the paths of blood (and such is the history of nations) I cannot refuse to turn aside to gather some flowers of science or virtue.

Soul is at home in the deep, shaded valleys. Heavy torpid flowers saturated with black grow there. The rivers flow like warm syrup. They empty into huge oceans of soul.

Every night I bring home flowers and burn candles. And I have a real sense that home is what starts everything inside of you.

Is not thy home among the flowers?

L.A. is a great place to write because you have a lot of space. I have a big office at home, I can leave the doors open. Flowers bloom all year. But it's unglamorous in all the right ways.

The school sent you flowers. I'm sure that totally makes up for the fact that they hired the psychotic, soul-stealing pedophile who murdered you in your own home.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

I am talking about being optimistic enough to sow some seeds in the hope that some of them will germinate and grow into flowers.