Flowers Quotes (761 Quotes)

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet.

Only through the love of god, we are able to feel the scent of flowers, breathe the fresh air and everything else.

If you're a brand aligning yourself with the daytime show, the nighttime show could affect you adversely. The hard-edged personality of Martha is going to sell different types of products than the nice Martha who arranges flowers.

What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

The landscape is what people see first when entering the campus and see last when leaving. The impact of flowers is one of the greatest the University has.

Its special because it brings the whole community together. Everything is coming to life, its spring, the flowers are blooming and its an exciting time of year.

It was children trying to give the prime minister flowers.

Eggshell trays where gay beaux knelt,
Hand on heart, and daintily spelt
Their love in flowers, brittle and bright,
Artificial and fragile, which told aright
The vows of an eighteenth-century knight.

I'm a hopeless romantic, and very much the person in a relationship to go: If things are going well, I'll buy the flowers, remember the dates of things, plan fun nights out.

I this day was spectator of the most magnificent Triumph that certainly ever floted on the Thames, considering the innumerable number of boates Vessels, dressd and adornd with all imaginabe Pomp but, above all, the Thrones, Arches, Pageants other representations, stately barges of the Lord Major, Companies, with varius Inventions, musique, Peales of Ordnance from both the vessels shore, going to meet Conduct the new Queene from Hampton Court to White-hall, at the first time of her Coming to Towne, exceeding in my opinion, all the Venetian Bucentoros c on the Ascention, when they go to Espouse the Adriatic his Majestie the Queene, came in an antique-shaped open Vessell, covered with a State or Canopy of Cloth of Gold, made in forme of a Cupola, supported with high Corinthian Pillars, wreathed with flowers, festoones Gyrlands I was in our new-built Vessell, sailing amongst them

Yea, death and prison we mete out To small offenders of the laws, While honor, wealth, and full respect On greater pirates we bestow. To steal a flower we call mean. To rob a field is chivalry Who kills the body he must die, Who kills the spirit he goes free.

Being in resistance to 'what is'fighting gravity all the way downis what makes life brutally demanding. Life is naturally much easier than we make it. Trees grow, flowers bloom, birds fly, sloths don't seem to do a hell of a lot, and I assume that platypuses do platypussy things all without resistance to what is. All species are designed to live that way without resistance. Except humans. We complicate things and make life hard for ourselves by resisting life as it is. We try to change things over which we have no control. We want gravity to be different, for the immutable rules that govern our existence to somehow be suspended for us.

Sweet April showers do spring May flowers.

The most precious gift we can offer others is our presence. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.

And the fruits will outdo what the flowers have promised.

But, now I look upon my flowers, decay
Has met them in my hands more fatally
Because more warmly clasped,--and sobs are free
To come instead of songs.

I'm susceptible to that sort of thing - to walls and flowers. You can probably get something more from a wall than a person sometimes. It's just put somewhere.

It's nothing that's going to make me go out and buy a Wendy's triple-stacked cheeseburger. I'm not going to buy them any flowers or take somebody from the league out to eat.

Silently a flower blooms, In silence it falls away Yet here now, at this moment, at this place, The world of the flower, the whole of the world is blooming. This is the talk of the flower, the truth of the blossom The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.

Then arise, O idle dreamer Dreams are sweet, But better flowers are growing at your feet. If you crush, or pass unheeding, idle friend, You shall answer for their ruin in the end.

Just as a flower which seems beautiful and has color but no perfume, so are the fruitless words of the man who speaks them but does them not.

When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.

Why not a space flower? Why do we always expect metal ships?

Not more the rose, the queen of flowers, Out blushes all the bloom of bower, Than she unrivalled grace discloses The sweetest rose, where all are roses.

The Best Things In Life Are Free Sunshine, songs of birds, the blue heavens, sunrise, the sea air, the field full of flowers, the wonders of nature, the magenta sunset, love, joy, peace of mind, the wonders of nature, the warm rain, the dew of the roses, the love of God, etc., are here for our enjoyment.

I don't talk like House, or walk like him. I certainly don't think like him. I don't like to think for more than 15 minutes at a stretch actually; I am a fragile flower.

This is a time for blooming flowers and people see them and want to pick them and take them home. But leaving the flower in place is very important for seeding this summer. If it's blooming, once you take the seed away it doesn't get pollinated, it's no longer a food source for bees. Just leave it where it is. Draw it, photograph it or smell it but don't pick it.

Nobodoy can make anybody else learn anything. You can't make them.Any more than if you are a gardener you make flowers grow. You don't make the flowers grow. You don't stick the petals on the leaves and paint it. The flower grows itself. Your job if you are any good at it, is to provide the optimal conditions for growth.

No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day, ...... No road, no street, no t' other side the way, ...... No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.

This thing all things devours Birds, beasts, trees, flowers Gnaws iron, bites steel Grinds hard stones to meal Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down Time.

I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.

Never rail at the world, it is just as we make it, - We see not the flower if we sow not the seed And as for ill-luck, why, it's just as we take it, - The heart that's in earnest no bars can impede.

It hurt when Coach McDowell left because he pushed me to work hard. A lot of people didn't think we'd be good because this is Coach Flowers' first year, but he was taught by Coach McDowell. Coach Flowers is a little more calm than Coach McDowell. Coach McDowell would get after you.

Everything that's realistic has some sort of ugliness in it. Even a flower is ugly when it wilts, a bird when it seeks its prey, the ocean when it becomes violent.

The picture of a flower in a botanical book is information its mission ends with our knowledge. But in pure art it is a personal communication. And therefore until it finds its harmony in the depth of our personality it misses the mark. We can treat

The original Greek meaning of the word anthology is a collection or gathering of flowers in bloom.

Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.

I said to myself -- I'll paint what I see -- what the flower is to me but I'll paint it big and they will be surprised into taking time to look at it -- I will make even busy New Yorkers take time to see what I see of flowers.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

Shy as the Wind of his Chambers
Swift as a Freshet's Tongue
So of the Flower of the Soul
Its process is unknown.

I think that's why they have so many relgious freaks in the airports...they even keep the flowers behind the counter 'Go, go my children...be fruitful and annoy.

The Great don't innovate, they fertilize seeds planted by lackeys, they leave to others the inhaling of the flowers whose roots they've manured. A deceptive memory may be the key to their originality.

I played around with the flowers and the lighting, so that was a good way to educate myself.

Blessings we enjoy daily, and for the most of them, because they be so common, men forget to pay their praises. But let not us, because it is a sacrifice so pleasing to him who still protects us, and gives us flowers, and showers, and meat, and content.

Love is the answer, and you know that for sure; Love is a flower, you've got to let it grow.

The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction.

You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.

It's too late. All you're going to see is patches of flowers, not big fields or massive displays.

By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.