Dandelions Quotes

Dandelions Quote of the day

If dandelions were hard to grow, they would be most welcome on any lawn.

I have lost my smile, but don't worry. The dandelion has it.

Already the dandelions Are changed into vanishing ghosts.

Dandelions don't tell no lies.

Most of the dandelions had changed from suns to moons.

The dandelion's pallid tube Astonishes the grass, And winter instantly becomes An infinite alas.

So much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.

Some people need flowers, some people need dandelions. It's medicine, it's what you need at that time in your life.

The man who worries morning and night about the dandelions in the lawn will find great relief in loving the dandelions.

Killing Jesus was like trying to destroy a dandelion seed-head by blowing on it

Rhythm is best expressed in any swing directed at a cigar stump or a dandelion head.

The dandelions and buttercups gild all the lawn: the drowsy bee stumbles among the clover tops, and summer sweetens all to me.

Never overlook wallflower at dance; may be dandelion in grass.

Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups violets dandelions And the big bullying daisies through the field wonderful with eyes a little sorry Another comes also picking flowers

Take your materials from what is around you - if you see a dandelion, write about that; if it's misty, write about the mist. The materials for poetry are all about you in profusion.

It never occurs to you when you are very young to need something other than what your parents have to offer you.

The ability of dandelions to tell the time is somewhat exaggerated, owing to the fact that there is always one seed that refuses to be blown off; the time usually turns out to be 37 o'clock.

i decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.

Some ideas, like dandelions in lawns, strike tenaciously: you may pull off the top but the root remains, drives down suckers and may even sprout again.

Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world. If dandelions were hard to grow, they would be most welcome on any lawn.

I'm really into rooibos tea with goat's milk and a little bit of honey. I also drink dandelion tea, Earl Grey, and sometimes a green tea. I'm very into tea.

What a joy is there in a good book, writ by some great master of thought, who breaks into beauty as in summer the meadow into grass and dandelions and violets, with geraniums and manifold sweetness.

Does poem also walk through the valleys seeking tongues from dandelions?

There is nothing in the world more pathetic than a bunch of wilted dandelions.

Nobody loves the head of a dandelion. Maybe because they are so many, strong, and soon.

Dare to imagine. Dare to be. Books are the seeds. Dreams are the soil. The fruit of the harvest, a world reborn.

I turn and run, watching my feet trample a massacre of weeds. I mourn them. The only thing that grows is dandelions in the cracks of the sidewalk and we always end up killing them.

... ancient days of sorrowancient days of pain-heartaches of the pastslowly began to wane ...(from gleaning granules)