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Last updated on November 15, 2024.
Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth.
My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.
For if Men are to be precluded from offering their Sentiments on a matter, which may involve the most serious and alarming consequences, that can invite the consideration of Mankind, reason is of no use to us; the freedom of Speech may be taken away, and dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep, to the Slaughter.
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November! — © Thomas Hood
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!
I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room.
I pray as follows: May justice reign, may the laws not be broken, may the wise men be poor, and the poor men rich, without sin.
Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.
As a man may know about Africa either by going there personally or by reading descriptions written by travelers who have been there, so may he visit the super-physical realms if he will but qualify himself therefor, or he may learn what others who have so qualified themselves report as a result of their investigations.
True Love Isn't Hearts & Flowers. It's Blood & Guts & Bouquets Of Barbed Wire
I always have multiple ladybugs around because they're lucky, and they're good for flowers and the environment.
It is with flowers as with moral qualities; the bright are sometimes poisonous; but, I believe, never the sweet.
The sun does not shine for a few trees, and flowers, but for the wide world's joy. The lonely pine on the mountain-top waves its sombre boughs and cries, 'Thou art my sun.' And the little meadow violet lifts its cup of blue, and whispers with its perfumed breath, 'Thou art my sun.' And the grain in a thousand fields rustles in the wind, and makes answer, 'Thou art my sun.' So God sits effulgent in heaven, not for a favored few, but for the universe of life; and there is no creature so poor or so low that he may not look up with childish confidence and say, 'My Father, Thou art mine.
Even if you think the Big Bang created the stars, don't you wonder who sent the flowers?
Life is not only full of sound and fury. It also has butterflies, flowers, art. — © Claude Simon
Life is not only full of sound and fury. It also has butterflies, flowers, art.
God will reward you,' he said. 'You must be an angel since you care for flowers.
Kill all the men you have slept with. Put the bones in a box and send it into the sea with flowers.
The flowers of life are but illusions. How many fade away and leave no trace.
... my mother adorned with flowers whatever shabby house we were forced to live in.
God knows I've done enough crap in my life to grow a few flowers.
I'd leave all the hurry, the noise, and the fray, for a house full of books, and a garden of flowers.
I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room
I'm not really into getting bunches of flowers if I'm a bit under the weather, I'd rather have something to eat.
May your love be firm, and may your dream of life together be a river between two shores - by day bathed in sunlight, and by night illuminated from within. May the heron carry news of you to the heavens, and the salmon bring the sea's blue grace. May your twin thoughts spiral upward like leafy vines, like fiddle strings in the wind, and be as noble as the Douglas fir. May you never find yourselves back to back without love pulling you around into each other's arms.
A verse of Scripture in the morning, may become a blessing for all the day. It may sing in the heart as a sweet song, from morning until evening. It may become a liturgy of prayer in which the soul shall voice its deepest needs and hungers-amid toils, struggles, and cares. It may be a guide through perplexing tangles, Gods voice whispering cheer, a comforter breathing peace in sorrow.
Wherever you are, whatever your circumstances may be, you are not forgotten. No matter how dark your days may seem, no matter how insignificant you may feel, no matter how overshadowed you think you may be, your Heavenly Father has not forgotten you. In fact, He loves you with an infinite love.
For while this year it may be a Catholic against whom the finger of suspicion is pointed, in other years it has been, and may someday be again, a Jew— or a Quaker or a Unitarian or a Baptist. It was Virginia's harassment of Baptist preachers, for example, that helped lead to Jefferson's statute of religious freedom. Today I may be the victim, but tomorrow it may be you — until the whole fabric of our harmonious society is ripped at a time of great national peril.
You might be a redneck if you have flowers planted in a bathroom appliance in your front yard.
The original Greek meaning of the word anthology is a collection or gathering of flowers in bloom.
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet.
Did God who gave us flowers and trees, Also provide the allergies?
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.
As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring.
The flowers anew, returning seasons bring; but beauty faded has no second spring.
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.
My favourite flowers are English country roses - I had a bouquet of them for my wedding.
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
O friendship, I too will press flowers between the pages of Shakespeare's sonnets!
My character from 'Boys Over Flowers' enjoyed being in love; he was romantic and smooth. — © Kim Bum
My character from 'Boys Over Flowers' enjoyed being in love; he was romantic and smooth.
In 2016, I was pretty green. I was budding. Some flowers were shooting off.
Spring, when the earth tilts closer to the sun, runs a strict timetable of flowers.
Flowers and plants are silent presences. They nourish every sense except the ear.
I think of the nudes as seed pods, like flowers or grasses. They are universal bodies.
May your eyes be always open May your hearts overflow That which enchants will also protect --- May this you always know.
They may be smarter than you. They may have more money than you. They may come from a different city or a better family. But they can NEVER outwork you. And they can NEVER outprepare you. And they just can't outpractice you. And that's why you'll win.
To complete your daily mental hygiene, observe any part of you that is upset or anxious, and offer that part of yourself the following simple wishes: 'May you be well. May you be happy. May you be free from suffering.' Repeat this until you actually mean it.
But for one's health as you say, it is very necessary to work in the garden and see the flowers growing.
I don't think there is anything magical about the language of flowers in real life or in my book.
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own. — © Rabindranath Tagore
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.
If I'm honest, the thing I am proudest of is my varieties of wild flowers in the hay meadow.
Flowers are the free throw of love. You're looking for the clutch three-pointer from downtown.
There are those who, attracted by grass, flowers, mountains, and waters, flow into the Buddha Way.
I am not at all a romantic person, I hate flowers and candles... rather find it irritating.
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
She understood. They were plastic flowers of words—but they looked nice on the surface.
You may hear the most beautiful things, you may hear promises, you may hear everything you want to hear but if the person you're dating is not following up with their actions then they're just words.
After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world.
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
The eyes of men love to pluck the blossoms from the faded flowers they turn away.
The mysteries that cups of flowers infold And all the gorgeous sights which fairies do behold.
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