Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.
Flowers Quotes (761 Quotes)
The flowers were beaten down, their bent-over heads bejeweled with diamond droplets like earring on sad, rich widows
And all of us with our closed eyes smelled the frangipani blossoms in the big rectangles of open wall, flowers so sweet they conjure up sin or heaven, depending on which way you are headed.
Nobody had planted these flowers, I felt sure, nor harvested them either; these were works that the Lord had gone ahead and finished on His own. He must have lacked faith in mankind's follow-through capabilities, on the day he created flowers.
In Egypt, I loved the perfume of the lotus. A flower would bloom in the pool at dawn, filling the entire garden with a blue musk so powerful it seemed that even the fish and ducks would swoon. By night, the flower might wither but the perfume lasted. Fainter and fainter, but never quite gone. Even many days later, the lotus remained in the garden. Months would pass and a bee would alight near the spot where the lotus had blossomed, and its essence was released again, momentary but undeniable.
It is not the tree that forsakes the flower, but the flower that forsakes the tree.
Man corrupt everything, say Shug. He on your box of grits, in your head, and all over the radio. He try to make you think he everywhere. Soon as you think he everywhere, you think he God. But he ain't. Whenever you trying to pray, and man plop himself on the other end of it, tell him to git lost, say Shug. Conjure up the flowers, wind, water, a big rock.
Every one of us, unconsciously, works out a personal philosophy of life, by which we are guided, inspired, and corrected, as time goes on. It is this philosophy by which we measure out our days, and by which we advertise to all about us the man, or woman, that we are.... It takes but a brief time to scent the life philosophy of anyone. It is defined in the conversation, in the look of the eye, and in the general mien of the person. It has no hiding place. It's like the perfume of the flower unseen, but known almost instantly. It is the possession of the successful, and the happy. And it can be greatly embellished by the absorption of ideas and experiences of the useful of this earth.
To create a little flower is the labor of ages.
The ballet is a purely female thing; it is a woman, a garden of beautiful flowers, and man is the gardener.
Waters are distilled out of Herbs, Flowers, Fruits, and Roots.
No, what I should really like to do right now, in the full blaze of lights, before this illustrious assembly, is to shower every one of you with gifts, with flowers, with offerings of poetry - to be young once more, to ride on the crest of the wave.
HAIL, beauteous stranger of the grove Thou messenger of Spring Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat, And woods thy welcome ring. What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year Delightful visitant with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers. The schoolboy, wand'ring through the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of Spring to hear And imitates thy lay. What time the pea puts on the bloom, Thou fli'st thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another Spring to hail. Sweet bird thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No Winter in thy year O could I fly, I'd fly with thee We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the Spring.
On being asked, Whence is the flower?
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a god dam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead Nobody.
The world is made up of people who never quite get into the first team and who just miss the prizes at the flower show.
The trend this year both on the East Coast and the West Coast is about taking a more holistic approach to what you give Mom. It's more about modern offerings versus the overdone excessive approach of flowers and chocolate.
If the English language made any sense, lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.
Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
Service is God. Why has God endowed man with a body, a mind and an intellect Feel with the mind, plan with the intelligence and use the body to serve those who are in need of service. Offer that act of service to God worship home with that Flower.
Our national flower is the concrete cloverleaf.
Flowers are love's truest language.
And what is a kiss, specifically A pledge properly sealed, a promise seasoned to taste, a vow stamped with the immediacy of a lip, a rosy circle drawn around the verb to love. A kiss is a message too intimate for the ear, infinity captured in the bee's brief visit to a flower, secular communication with an aftertaste of heaven, the pulse rising from the heart to utter its name on a lover's lip 'Forever'.
I wanted to create the ambiance of a garden. In the 17th century this probably would have been a reception hall for important people, but I even put in a sink for cutting and arranging flowers. I think it's where the nuns used to keep their toiletries.
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?
You know what I did ... I bought every client in the shop a bouquet of flowers. They thought I was crazy. But I said, 'Why I like you, I love you.' All of a sudden one of them said, 'It's my birthday today. I've gotten two bouquets of flowers'
Crystals grew inside rock like arithmetic flowers. They lengthened and spread, added plane to plane in an awed and perfect obedience to an absolute geometry that even stones - maybe only the stones - understood.
My walls outside must have some flowers, My walls within must have some books A house that's small a garden large, And in it leafy nooks.
Do not go to the garden of flowers; O friend go not there; In your body is the garden of flowers. Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus, and there gaze on the infinite beauty.
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
The One who owns the trees of the forest and the plants of the garden - according to their nature, He gives them all their names. The Flower and the Fruit of the Lord's Love are obtained by pre-ordained destiny.
All the lessons of history in four sentences: Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad with power. The mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly small. The bee fertilizes the flower it robs. When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
That dire disease, whose ruthless power Withers the beauty's transient flower.
There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.
We appreciate all our performers for their willingness to donate their time and talents and remind everyone these concerts are totally free. The flowers are blooming, the park is lovely and the talent is there to be enjoyed - come and join us.
The Amen of nature is always a flower.
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
Flowers often grow more beautifully on dung-hills than in gardens that look beautifully kept.
It was good fun at our expense. We thought that after the plane flew by that that was it. But they have the funds to do more than that. I mean they even had wedding invitations, a D.J., someone to videotape it, flowers, even gifts. It was great.
Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower.
As in the rankest soil the most beautiful flowers are grown, so in the dark soil of poverty the choicest flowers of humanity have developed and bloomed.
It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,' but I should be loath to see a rose on a maiden's breast substituted by a flower, however beautiful and fragrant it might be, that is went by the name of the skunk lily.
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers.
The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
I got a sweet little telephone call from my director to the general effect that we can't fall behind in our schedule... I had to go-and leave behind me all the pleasures of a snow-white bed, and candy and flowers, and the other lovely things that make illness a positive privilege.
Myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away less happy than the one That by the unwilling ploughshare died to prove The tender charm of poetry and love.
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!