Quotes About Flower

You say I resemble a flower; I partly agree; My brain is governed by black petals of burnt daisies

You're the lily and I'm the bee that gets inside.

She wanted to exist only as a conscious flower, prolonging and preserving herself

that we now existed in an apathy which was almost peace, like that of the blind unsentient earth itself which dreams after no flower's stalk nor bud, envies not the airy musical solitude of the springing leaves it nourishes.

I cultivate hatred of action like a greenhouse flower. I'm proud of myself for dissenting from life.

Uma flor acaso tem beleza? Tem beleza acaso um fruto? Não: têm cor e forma E existência apenas.

I cultivate hatred of action like a greenhouse flower. I dissent from life and am proud of it.

Tens um livro que não lês, Tens uma flor que desfolhas; Tens um coração aos pés E para ele não olhas.

She was a dark, unenduring little flower - yet he thought he detected in her some quality of spiritual reticence, of strength drawn from her passive acceptance of all things. In this he was mistaken.

Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.

The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.

Worship a cabbage white butterfly, or a cabbage root maggot, or a cabbage. For God is all of these equally, or nothing at all: take your pick. A messiah would be better off appearing as a flower- able to turn water into nectar- look there for a miracle! Worship what you will if you must...but the world needs love more than worship. In love lies the only real shelter there is...

How can you consider flower power outdated? The essence of my lyrics is the desire for peace and harmony. That's all anyone has ever wanted. How could it become outdated?

His novel or book of poems, decent, adequate, arises not from an exercise of style or will, as the poor unfortunate believes, but as the result of an exercise of concealment. There must be many books, many lovely pines, to shield from hungry eyes the book that really matters, the wretched cave of our misfortune, the magic flower of winter!

There must be many books, many lovely pines, to shield from hungry eyes the book that really matters, the wretched cave of our misfortune, the magic flower of winter!

Luego todo se convirtió en una sucesión de hechos concretos o de nombres proprios o de verbos, o de capítulos de un manual de anatomía deshojado como una flor, interrelacionados caóticamente entre sí.

You know what I think? I think that if a young woman doesn't engage in the act of occasionally wishing on a star or a flower or a birthday cake full of candles, then we're forfeiting one of the sweetest whimsies of our youth.

Just living is not enough... One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. —Hans Christian Andersen

It was an illusion. It was a tangled knot of fears and deceits and dark struggles for power that had disguised itself and almost destroyed everything. Now it was unfolding, like a flower coming into bloom, radiant with possibility.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.

But after each new trial, brighter shone her magic flower, and sweeter grew its breath, while the spirits lost still more their power to tempt her.

the count left, murmuring these verses from Pindar: 'Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit … Happy the vintager who picks it after watching it slowly mature.

Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit; happy is he who, after having watched its silent growth, is permitted to gather and call it his own.

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