Flowers Quotes

You are flowers
In my stomach
Cutting me open
Nightly
Blooming
Throu gh the cracks
Of the ribs
I only want
To be the sun
For you.

You don't search for flowers in icy cold mountains. Only fools in love can sense a smell of fresh apricots in the air and hear the song of invisible siren... You don't search for flowers in icy cold mountains, you grow them there.

The flowers anew returning seasons bring,
But beauty faded has no second spring.

Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them.

Ye banks and braes o' bonie Doon,
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
And I sae weary fu' o' care!
Thou'll break my heart, thou warbling bird,
That wantons thro' the flowering thorn:
Thou minds me o' departed joys,
Departed never to return.

Even on the road to hell, flowers can make you smile.

There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary as religion. It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner. Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

Ah, Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun.

The flowers of the forest are a' wede away.

They're only daffodils, f*cking little show-offs. Look at me, I'm out first, I'm all yellow.

God gave us memories that we might have roses in December.

The flowers smell sweeter, the closer you are to the grave.

Nor did I wonder at the lily's white
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose
They were but sweet, but figures of delight
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.