Quotes About Garden

My mother, Abra, had taught me that all people are made from the same dust. When our days here are gone, all men and women enter the same garden.

The garden was burning, the air sparked with specks of flame as they say it will be in the World-to-Come when we walk beside the angels and have no fear of their illuminations or of their might.

Love was never a mistake, even when it wasn't returned. It was not unlike the phlox in Catherine Avery's garden, untended, ignored, but there all the same.

She is surrounded by stalks of dahlias, orange and yellow and pale red, with leaves so big you could write your life story on each one. She looks like a flower in the garden, just like her mother said.

in the garden where the lilacs were so tall it was impossible to see the road. The leaves were dusty, the way they always were in August when the weather turned hot.

There was the doctor, looking through one of the windows beside the front door. He could see into the garden, but it was a vision that was cloudy and green. What was he seeing? Elinor's last breath, broken into a thousand molecules? Was that what he was breathing? Her essence, her self, the person he would miss every day, his worst patient, his nastiest neighbor, his most treasured friend.

Tom placed his beer on the glass-topped garden table. Were I to dream again, I would dream myself into this room, at this hour. I would take the fading cushion beside him.

china and her decorating scheme and her flower garden and even on the books in her bookcase. She would live now, not read.

I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying.

Cabbage: A familiar kitchen-garden vegetable about as large and wise as a man's head.

Earthworms will dance

Life already has so many boundaries and pressures - why add more in the garden?

Please keep off the grass.

Friends are the flowers in the garden of life.

Tulips were a tray of jewels.

If there is to be any hope of prosperity for this country it is by reversing that policy which made us simply the kitchen garden for supplying the British with cheap food.

Truth is rare fruit in garden of murder.

I SUPPOSE YOU LOVEDHIM TOO, THIS BRAWNY WARRIOR? NO, but Mystra did. AND? And nothing. He died. HAH! HER TIME AND ATTENTION WASTED! Not so. She does not regard humans as tools, to be measured by their usefulness to her ends of the moment, but rather as flowers to be nurtured in a garden. Each passing year holds a better display, and affords grander possibilities.

The earth is my altar, the sky is my dome, mind is my garden, the heart is my home and I'm always at home - yea, I'm always at Om.

All that in this delightful garden grows,Should happy be, and have immortal bliss.

I think of the garden after the rain; And hope to my heart comes singing, At morn the cherry-blooms will be white, And the Easter bells be ringing!

Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely. She that knew not where to hide, Is gone again like a jeweled fish from the hand, Is lost on every side. Mute,mute, I make way to the garden, Thither where she last was seen; The heavy foot of the frost is on the flags there, Where her light step has been. Gone, gone again is Summer the lovely, Gone again on every side, Lost again like a shining fish from the hand Into the shadowy tide.

But in the garden the sun still shone. The innumerable bees hummed. The scent of thyme hung on the air. But only the Natterjack was there to breathe the fragrant essence of it. He and the garden were waiting. They were waiting for more children. They didn't care how long they waited. They had all the time in the world. -The Time Garden, Edward Eager

Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.