Quotes About Flowers

Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky, Before the sun came out. You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know How glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You cannot touch love either, But you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.

An old man loved is winter with flowers

An old man loved is a winter with flowers

My fiance and I are having a little disagreement. What I want is a big church wedding with bridesmaids and flowers and a no-expense-spared reception; what he wants is to break off our engagement.

Those wedding magazines pollute a woman's brain: designer dresses, thousands of flowers, and so much tulle! It's too much.

would flower; and where birds came—and pecked

Roses do not bloom the same time as daisies.

Roses have thorns but are worth more than daises.

I come weary, In search of an inn— Ah! These wisteria flowers!

True chaos comes from the garden of your soul; where the wild flowers grow

Flowers she hadn't appreciated before, but which now mesmerised her with the most exquisite purple she had ever seen. As though the flowers weren't just colours but part of a language, notes in a glorious floral melody, as powerful as Chopin, silently communicating the breathtaking majesty of life itself.

I love stillness. Slowness. When nothing is happening. The blueness of the sky. Inhaling clear air. Birdsong over traffic. Lone footsteps. Spring flowers blooming with defiance. I used to think the quiet patches felt dead. Now they feel more alive. Like leaning over and listening to the earth's heartbeat.

Dreams dawn and fly: friends smile and die, Like spring flowers. Our vaunted life is one long funeral. Men dig graves, with bitter tears, For their dead hopes; and all, Mazed with doubts, and sick with fears, Count the hours.

My parents are there, but they are hazy figures, a tall stern-looking man in khaki shorts with green eyes, and my mother, petite and graceful, wearing a longyi, the Burmese version of the sarong, with a close-fitting jacket or blouse called an eingyi. And there are flowers in her hair, always jasmine.

A slope of buttercups flashed suddenly when the wind struck it and wild morning glory spotted a stretch of daisies with purple and dainty lavender. To be sure, the blossoms never grew thickly enough to make strong dashes of color, but they tinted and stained the hillsides. He began to cross noisy little watercourses, empty most of the year, but now the melting snow fed them. From eddies and quiet pools the bright watercress streamed out into the currents

Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.

Jealousy smells like the water in the bottom of a flower vase after the flowers have died.

Any religion with a sword is not a religion; it is merely an army of assassins! A real man of God carries only flowers in his hands!

People are ready to take the good things into their minds! Give them good and right ideas; they will immediately take them as if they are taking beautiful flowers!

Rumi says love turns thorns into flowers. This means that hate turns flowers into thorns!

Shepherds know many mysterious languages; they speak the language of sheep and dogs, language of stars and skies, flowers and herbs.

Sun shines with its light; flowers shine with their beauties and men shine with their goodnesses.

Take your tent and go for the camping! You are dying in the cities! Thousands of stars, hundreds of birds, tens of flowers are waiting for you to heal you!

There are no flowers in the Moon; that's why the Moon is a boring place!