Quotes About Garden

What I love about the currawongs is the way in which they appear from nowhere and, for a brief period, rule the garden's soundscape, only to disappear as quickly as they arrived.

God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures.

When I see a garden in flower, then I believe in God for a second. But not the rest of the time

...how many writers still dare compare a woman to Nature, like Campion? - there is a garden in her face - how lovely...

Patience is the Gnostic's scale and the humble the garden's door.

True joy blossoms in the garden of inner peace.

Life is a flower in the garden of humanity. It blooms for a short time and then slowly it disappears and becomes a memory on the canvas of infinite time.

Love nature as if it is your own garden of love.

If you surround yourself with flowers of love, peace, and kindness, you will always find yourself in a garden of joy and happiness.

To transform mankind into a joyful garden, let us bloom like a spring flower.

Love is a flower that grows in the garden of mind if we treat it with kindness, compassion, and joy.

You are a pure fresh flower in the garden of my heart.

A soul without kindness is like a garden without plants and flowers.

Nourish yourself with the water of love to grow flowers of happiness in the garden of your heart.

The poetry is the Earth, charming; The river, flowing from lofty mountains; Nature, a young woman and a heavenly plant with blossoming flowers, slinking in the garden of the mind.

Blessed are you who circled desire with a blade, and the garden with fiery swords, and heaven and earth with a word.

The weeds keep multiplying in our garden, which is our mind ruled by fear. Rip them out and call them by name.

Anybody abuse rental cars? The thing that bothers me is when you have to return one with a full tank of gas. You know what I do now? I just top it off with a garden hose.

Locke sank into a swoon;The Garden died;God took the spinning-jennyOut of his side.

Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.

Akitchen in the morning: it can be a garden of the senses.

Gariguette strawberries,

But here we call it Spring, when a young man's fancy turns, fitfully, lightly, to idling in the sun, to touching in the dark. And the old man's? To worms in their garden box; stepping aside a moment in a poem that will remember, fitfully, who made it and the discord and stammer, and change of heart and catch of breath it sprang from. A bending down lightly to touch the earth.

When they have opened a gap in the ... wall of separation between the Garden of the Church and the wildernes of the world, God hath ever ... made his Garden a Wildernesse.