Quotes About Flower

Esas imágenes que te llegan al corazón y lo abren como una flor, imágenes que se abren a una belleza tan grande que puedes pasarte toda la vida buscando sin encontrarla.

Woe, woe for the doom that shall be--as in grasp of the foeman they fare! For a woe and a weeping it is, if the maiden inviolate flower Is plucked by the foe in his might, not culled in the bridal bower!

Some people worry that artificial intelligence will make us feel inferior, but then, anybody in his right mind should have an inferiority complex every time he looks at a flower.

While there were still children in the universe, and while children could still be enchanted by something as simple and wonderful as a flower, there was still a reason to keep looking, a reason to keep believing.

Criticism, that fine flower of personal expression in the garden of letters.

Most guys with toupees overcompensate. They want too much hair. They end up piling it high, looking like a weird flower.

Love not the flower they pluck, and know it not,And all their botany is Latin names.

O livro que espalma a flor nas suas págimas transforma-a em borboleta.

How does a pansy, for example, select the ingredients from soil to get the right colors for the flower? Now there's a great miracle. I think there's a supreme power behind all of this. I see it in nature.

belief does not depend upon logic, it is a delicate and fragile flower that draws nourishment from intuition and instinct and hunch.

Poem by Stonehouse I was a Zen monk who didn't know Zen so I chose the woods for the years I had left a robe made of patches over my body a belt of bamboo around my waist mountains and streams explain Bodhidharma's meaning flower smiles and birdsongs reveal the hidden key sometimes I sit on a flat-topped rock after midnight cloudless nights when the moon fills the sky Translated by Red Pine

Everything smelled of sheep. The dandelions were suddenly more sheep than flower, each petal reflecting wool and the sound of a bell ringing off the yellow. But the thing that smelled the most like sheep, was the very sun itself. When the sun went behind a cloud, the smell of the sheep decreased, like standing on some old guy's hearing aid, and when the sun came back again, the smell of the sheep was loud, like a clap of thunder inside a coffee cup. (from On Paradise, page 50)

And then two footmen staggered forward. They were bearing between them a flower arrangement so brilliant it was nearly 'sentient.' A profusion of roses, the heads of which were nearly as pulsatingly crimson and large as actual hearts sprung from a luxurious froth of ferny greenery and minuscule lacy white flowers. It was magnificently intimidating and almost indecently sensual. The whole thing was the height of a three-year-old child.

A thing which fades With no outward sign - Is the flower Of the heart of man In this world!

You look pale, Sansa," Cersei observed. "Is your red flower still blooming?" "Yes" "How apt. The men will bleed out there, and you in here.

There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one.

It is the same life that emerges in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flower.

My mother's eyes were large and brown, like my son's, but unlike Sam's, they were always frantic, like a hummingbird who can't quite find the flower but keeps jabbing around.

If Terri was upset about how silly she would look, her mother was completely undone. Seems she wanted Terri in her full natural bloom, not with any blooming flower.

In music, in the sea, in a flower, in a leaf, in an act of kindness... I see what people call God in all these things.

Love not the flower they pluck and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names.

My mother named me after a miracle of nature: Waris means desert flower. The desert flower blooms in a barren environment where few living things can survive.

The gift of perfume to a flower is a special grace like genius or like beauty, and never becomes common or cheap.

I go to books and to nature as a bee goes to the flower, for a nectar that I can make into my own honey.