Flower Quotes

Far away if first black, But it shall be back Over field Over flower In the twilight hour. We are home in our tree. We are owls, we are free. As we go, this we know Glaux is nigh.

Humble, honest, ignorance is one of the finest flowers of the human spirit

Be like a flower and turn your face to the sun.

My God, my aim and my fulfillment; I am thy yesterday and thou are my tomorrow. I am they root in the earth and thou art my flower in the sky, and together we grow before the face of the sun.

It is still my dream to own a little flower shop.

And love became the world's origin and the world's ruler, yet littered its path is with flowers and blood, flowers and blood.

A flower may be beautiful all on its own, but a person is never truly beautiful unless someone's eyes show him that he is beautiful.

I wanted to say something brilliant. My God, Holmes, how did you know the zombie was hiding in the flower pot? But I couldn't lie.

My Dad always told me ‘Flowers mean I’m sorry, chocolates mean I love you.’

They flower spontaneously out of the demands of our natures - and the best of them lead us not only outward in space, but inward as well.

What are we doing down here? We prepare the blossoms of tomorrow. We all manure future humanity.

My heart was a desert You planted a seed And this is the flower This hour of sweet fulfillment

Life, it is not simple like a garden, where flowers are always flowers and weeds are always weeds.

I never cast a flower away, A gift of one who car'd for me; A flower--a faded flower, But it was done reluctantly.

I do love violets; they tell the history of woman's love.

Eyes that droop like summer flowers.

It's surely one of the strange phenomena of this decade that the most thoughtful gift you can bring a date is not flowers, chocolates, or ankle-length pearls, but a note from your doctor.

Snow Flower was my old same for life. I had a greater and deeper love for her than I could ever feel for a person who was my husband.

Uncultivated minds are not full of wild flowers, like uncultivated fields. Villainous weeds grow in them and they are the haunt of toads.

My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!

Still from the fount of joy's delicious springs Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom flings.

But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth; The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth: Flowers in the valley, splendor in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream.

Teach them about anger, the sin that comes with dawning. Teach them about flowers, and the beauty of forgiveness.

Glory fills the world with virtue, and, like a beneficent sun, covers the whole earth with flowers and with fruits.

For thee the wonder-working earth puts forth sweet flowers.

A human heart can never grow old if it takes a lively interest in the pairing of birds, the reproduction of flowers, and the changing tints of autumn leaves.

My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.

Their love was a bright flower, youthful and radiantly beautiful.

I've avoided work all my life, you see. So, I'm like a bee. I go from flower to flower.

We liked to be known as the clever girls. When we decorated our hands with henna for holidays and weddings, we drew calculus and chemical formulae instead of flowers and butterflies.

Thanks to the gods I didn't spend much time while growing up with my grandfather's mistress and preserved the flower of my youth, waiting for the proper time to demonstrate my virility.

And consider: it is loss to which everything flows, absence in which everything flowers

I'm a Capricorn, and they flower late.

We don't like flowers that do not wilt; they must die, and nine she-camel hairs aid memory.

At the highest level of awareness, the greatest gift given and received when you give someone flowers, is the joy of living a life based on love.

Impromptu thoughts are mental wild-flowers.

We are like flowers always reaching up towards some shred of light. I find this wondrous, nearly magical, certainly brave.

It's pretty sad that when people see a guy buying flowers, they assume he's in trouble.

Whatever a man's age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-colored flower in his button-hole.

A marriage. . .will give a new gladness to the sunshine, a new fragrance to the flowers, a new beauty to the earth, and a new mystery to life.

There are as many jealousies in life as there are different flowers or trees or animals.

Flower lifted a brow, dubious. 'You have to pay for a place to be dead in?' Moon shrugged. 'Sometimes, in cities. It’s a groundling thing.

Nature knows no difference between weeds and flowers.

We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.

creative thought seems prone to flower in symbols before it ripens to fruit.

Sacrifice may be a flower that virtue will pluck on its road, but it was not to gather this flower that virtue set forth on its travels.

I love giving flowers. It is so deliciously unlasting and romantic.

[...] even in the cruelest human being there can exist a flower of good. Maybe just the tiniest blossom, in need of water and sunlight, but a flower just the same.

When you see the flower of happiness on your way, don't take it immediately; sit and watch it and realise how rare it is!

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