Top 1200 Dead Flowers Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

Sell the public flowers... things that they can hang on their walls without being uptight.

The eyes of men love to pluck the blossoms from the faded flowers they turn away.

On Valentine's Day, I wired flowers for my mother-in-law, but she found the fuse.

I think of the nudes as seed pods, like flowers or grasses. They are universal bodies.

The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.

Flowers and plants are silent presences. They nourish every sense except the ear.

It is with flowers as with moral qualities; the bright are sometimes poisonous; but, I believe, never the sweet.

God knows I've done enough crap in my life to grow a few flowers.

As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring.

Kill all the men you have slept with. Put the bones in a box and send it into the sea with flowers.

God will reward you,' he said. 'You must be an angel since you care for flowers.

Flowers may beckon todwards us, but they speak todward heaven and God.

If I'm honest, the thing I am proudest of is my varieties of wild flowers in the hay meadow.

Life is not only full of sound and fury. It also has butterflies, flowers, art.

When you really want to show some love, keep the flowers and say it with spaghetti.

Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.

I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room.

Did God who gave us flowers and trees, Also provide the allergies?

R-4 got stuck on the First Law. "Can anyone really protect a human being from all harm whatever?" it thought. "No. It is inevitable that all humans must be injured, contract illnesses and ultimately die. The future can only be averted for humans who are already dead. Ergo..." It took a dozen cops to subdue R-4, after his blood orgy in a department store (83 dead, none injured).

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.

Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.

And little he knew of the things that ink may do, how it can mark a dead man's thought for the wonder of later years, and tell of happening that are gone clean away, and be a voice for us out of the dark of time, and save many a fragile thing from the pounding of heavy ages; or carry to us, over the rolling centuries, even a song from lips long dead on forgotten hills.

You cannot analyze a kiss any more than you can dissect the fragrance of flowers.

Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.

I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room

Virgil Flowers fishes in the St. Croix where I fish for muskies near my house.

I love flowers, even on normal days, so they are a must-have on Valentine's. Ditto for chocolates.

... my mother adorned with flowers whatever shabby house we were forced to live in.

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

in the place I am from ... a grave is topped off with a huge mound of loose earth - carelessly, as if piled up in child's play, not serious at all - because death is just another way of being, and the dead will not stay put, and sometimes the actions of the dead are more significant, more profound, than their actions in life, and no structure of concrete or stone can contain them.

In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet.

Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

I hardly have any spare time! But when I do, I garden a lot - I love plants and flowers.

I don't think there is anything magical about the language of flowers in real life or in my book.

Matt looked up kids from his high school class. Only three were listed as dead, but a bunch were listed as missing/presumed dead. As a test, he looked us up, but none of our names were on any of the lists. And that's how we know we're alive this Memorial Day.

My character from 'Boys Over Flowers' enjoyed being in love; he was romantic and smooth.

But for one's health as you say, it is very necessary to work in the garden and see the flowers growing.

Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.

I hate flowers - I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move.

She understood. They were plastic flowers of words—but they looked nice on the surface.

There are plenty of dates that are dead nights that you could do. There are plenty evenings that are dead nights that you could have the debates in.

I've lived my life like a serial killer; finish with one part, strangle it and move on to the next. Life in neat little boxes is life in neat little coffins, the dead bodies of the past laid out side by side. I am discovering, now, in the late afternoon of the day, that the dead still speak.

In 2016, I was pretty green. I was budding. Some flowers were shooting off.

After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world.

We blossom under praise like flowers in sun and dew; we open, we reach, we grow.

I'm not really into getting bunches of flowers if I'm a bit under the weather, I'd rather have something to eat.

The mysteries that cups of flowers infold And all the gorgeous sights which fairies do behold.

My favourite flowers are English country roses - I had a bouquet of them for my wedding.

I'd leave all the hurry, the noise, and the fray, for a house full of books, and a garden of flowers.

I always have multiple ladybugs around because they're lucky, and they're good for flowers and the environment.

O friendship, I too will press flowers between the pages of Shakespeare's sonnets!

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!

Spring, when the earth tilts closer to the sun, runs a strict timetable of flowers.

Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.

The graceful flowers of innocence are more valuable than the laurel crown of fame.

There are those who, attracted by grass, flowers, mountains, and waters, flow into the Buddha Way.

Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.

I am not at all a romantic person, I hate flowers and candles... rather find it irritating.

Even if you think the Big Bang created the stars, don't you wonder who sent the flowers?