Quotes About Flower

Love is the most beautiful flower in the garden of life.

Four-Word Lines" Your eyes are just like bees, and I feel like a flower. Their brown power makes a breeze go over my skin. When your lashes ride down and rise like brown bees' legs, your prolonged gaze makes my eyes gauze. I wish we were in some shade and no swarm of other eyes to know that I'm a flower breathing bare, laid open to your bees' warm stare. I'd let you wade in me and seize with your eager brown bees' power a sweet glistening at my core.

The legendary Buddhist flower udumbara is believed to blossom once every three millennia! What about the Flower of Peace? In every ten million years?

Forget-me-not blue

I stared at the black scar on the ground in front of me. From the photographs I could work out exactly where her face had lain. I was surprised to see that a small purple veld flower had grown there. To me it was beautiful.

O, parinte, ii sopti Breb dupa ce vedenia se stinse, eu am fost solul care am adus o floare curata si am aruncat-o intr-o volbura prihanita.

Draw energy from the earth Admit power from the heavens Fertilize the seed within Let it sprout into a flower of pure light

Thoughts sprout branches and roots and bear fruit of ideas, leaves as feelings and emotions. Harmony with nature from which our mind blooms like a flower.

I'd follow my father from book to book, gathering citations, listen as he named--like a field guide to Virginia-- each flower and tree and bird as if to prove a man's pursuit of knowledge is greater than his shortcomings, the limits of his vision.

You let my mother know what you're about," she said in Irish, just in case. "On purpose. My mother knows this. And you two are deep in your game, and I am one of those bees, sent by the queen bee to buzz from hive to hive to flower, not knowing what's really going on." "Well," he said. "I'm surprised it took you so long.

will begin with the analogy of the rose. In the smell of the rose, there is hardly a fragrance that can compare with its beauty. But how would you describe this fragrance? The way we would describe it is that it is closer to the word and feeling of love than any other flower on the Earth

The Amen of nature is always a flower.

O Spider Lily That grows on the mountain Called Waiting, Is there someone you also Promised to meet this autumn?

The smile of one flower permeates those who live next to death more than the problem of life and death.

If we are children of God, we have a tremendous treasure in nature and will realize that it is holy and sacred. We will see God reaching out to us in every wind that blows, every sunrise and sunset, every cloud in the sky, every flower that blooms, and every leaf that fades, if we will only begin to use our starved imagination to visualize it.

Believe me, it is the light or the darkness of our own fate that either gives "greenness to the grass and glory to the flower," or leaves both sickly, wan, and colorless.

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.

A piece of sun that never left her. It was a bite of bread. A flower in her heart.

Elodin nodded. "It is a lovely name," he said politely. "And it suits you." "It does," she agreed. "It is like having a flower in my heart.

The tequila was light, like flower juice. I closed my eyes and saw a green train with an M in a circle; a faded green like the back of a praying mantis.

You were like a cloud, you were just like a flower, then you were a lime, now our love is sour.

The fruit of such meditations comes in the form of brief glimpses of the soul's flower-like beauty.

And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

Hence the vanity of translation; it were as wise to cast a violet into a crucible that you might discover the formal principle of its colour and odour, as seek to transfuse from one language into another the creations of a poet. The plant must spring again from its seed, or it will bear no flower—and this is