A Quote by Anne Sexton

Daisies in water are the longest lasting flower you can give to someone. Fact. Buy daisies. Not roses.
Buttercups and daisies, Oh, the pretty flowers; Coming ere the spring time, To tell of sunny hours. When the trees are leafless; When the fields are bare; Buttercups and daisies Spring up here and there.
Had she never been hungry enough to eat a flower? Did she not know that you could eat daisies, daylilies, pansies, and marigolds? That hungry enough, a person could consume the bright faces of violas, even the stems of dandelions and the bitter hips of roses?
They [daisies] are my favorite flower. There is something innocent and vulnerable about them as if they thanked you for admiring them.
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.
Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in April Cold, grey-headed; and still to my Heart, Spring comes with a bound, Spring the deliverer, Spring, song-leader in woods, chorally resonant; Spring, flower-planter in meadows, Child-conductor in willowy Fields deep dotted with bloom, daisies and crocuses: Here that child from his heart drinks of eternity: O child, happy are children!
Daisies are like sunshine to the ground.
I got daisies In green pastures.
We have the promises of God as thick as daisies in summer meadows, that death, which men most fear, shall be to us the most blessed of experiences, if we trust in him. Death is unclasping; joy, breaking out in the desert; the heart, come to its blossoming time! Do we call it dying when the bud bursts into flower?
Be careful of words, / ... they can be both daisies and bruises.
Someone said to me today, ‘Everybody loved PUSING DAISIES,’ I said, ‘No, they didn’t— that’s why I’m here today talking about a new show.’
Stars are the daisies that begem The blue fields of the sky.
Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises.
If I had my life to live over, I'd pick more daisies.
If I had to live on record sales, I'd be pushing up the daisies.
Fearless--the cobweb swings from the ceiling-- Indolent Housewife--in Daisies--lain!
I make movies. I have a passion. Puppies and daisies don't accomplish anything. That's not me at all.
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