Quotes About Blossoms

A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.

Learn to spread joy and happiness like Spring Blossoms. Learn to be patient through hardest times. Nature teaches us, blossom arrives at right time. Learn to show resilience while following your purpose. Nothing stays forever.

Learn to spread joy and happiness like Spring Blossoms.

He that rectifies a crooked stick bends it the contrary way, so must he that would reform a vice learn to affect its mere contrary, and in time he shall see the springing blossoms of a happy restoration.

Voltaire, as full of life as summer is full of blossoms, giving his ideas upon all subjects at the expense of prince and king, was exiled to England.

I like to think of thoughts as living blossoms borne by the human tree.

I have a rendezvous with DeathAt some disputed barricade,When spring comes back with rustling shadeAnd apple blossoms fill the air.

There is the truth of history, and there is the truth of what a person remembers. As {she} sat at the edge of {the lake}, memory blossoms floated unbounded, as though breathed, no words spoken. Like birds that fly across national borders, between countries at war at each other.

A castle sat in the background, turrets flying a minuscule emblem in the foreground sat a lady, her skirts adorned with picked blossoms A castle, Helena murmured, fit for a princess, except that the prince has escaped.

Nature has from the first expanded the minute blossoms of the forest only toward the heavens, above men's heads and unobserved bythem. We see only the flowers that are under our feet in the meadows.

If I were asked to explain the Japanese spirit, I would say it is wild cherry blossoms glowing in the morning sun!

The flowers are Nature's jewels, with whose wealth she decks her summer beauty.

Nature does have manure and she does have roots as well as blossoms, and you can't hate the manure and blame the roots for not being blossoms.

Let your life be joyful, mystical, everlasting blossoms of poetic ecstasy.

A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.

Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring Lies open, writ in blossoms.

The narrow bud opens her beauties to The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins; Blossoms hang round the brows of morning, and Flourish down the bright cheek of modest eve...

The blossoms fall just once each winter, yet in our memories, they fall every day.

Soldiers falling fast Battle of white and scarlet Blossoms on the ground

Joy comes from places you least expect it. It's usually the simple things, like watching my son play basketball or going through Central Park when the blossoms are blooming.

We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to whither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle which never stops---which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober, and in our depth of desolation, never to despair.

We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to wither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle which never stops—which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober, and in our depth of desolation, never to despair.

The softening strands of light dulled the ragged blossoms of the hedgerows into a smear of sameness.

Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Great, hollow, bell-like flowers, Rumbling in the wind, Stretching clappers to strike our ears. Full-lipped flowers Bitten by the sun Bleeding rain Dripping rain like golden honey— And the sweet earth flying from the thunder.