Top 1200 May Flowers Quotes & Sayings - Page 17

Death is the mother of beauty. Only the perishable can be beautiful, which is why we are unmoved by artificial flowers.

Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.

One cannot quite trust the word of potted flowers," thought the butterfly; "they have too much to do with men.

Flowers in the city are like lipstick on a woman-it just makes you look better to have a little color.

I was more of, like, into butterflies, insects, playing out in the yard, planting flowers. I was really into plants.

When I first started running, I was so embarrassed I'd walk when cars passed me. I'd pretend I was looking at the flowers!

There are as many kinds of love as there are flowers and bugs put together but men and women and their needs are all the same.

The flowers are ravined by bees, the fruit blossoms are thrown to the ground, the wind the rain forces everything.

The WB never treated us well, so we didn't expect a lot of farewell wishes and flowers or cards.

You cannot endow even the best machine with initiative; the jolliest steamroller will not plant flowers.

A passion for flowers, is, I think, the only one which long sickness leaves untouched with its chilling influence.

Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers. There is enough room in the sky for all flyers.

Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Great, hollow, bell-like flowers

When the atheist is told that God is unknowable, he may interpret this claim in one of two ways. He may suppose, first, that the theist has acquired knowledge of a being that, by his own admission, cannot possibly be known; or, second, he may assume that the theist simply does not know what he is talking about.

Break open A cherry tree And there are no flowers; But the spring breeze Brings forth myriad blossoms.

When he plays all the flowers swap colors and years and decades and centuries of rain pour back into the sky

When you go through something, like, you learn to appreciate little things - the birds, trees, flowers.

We should cultivate the serenity, because in the substance of sincerity germinate the most beautiful flowers of the Spirit.

The human mind may know God, and learn of God, though it has no terms by which to explain Him; it may think of Him as Absolute, as Infinite, as Personal, while it may never in this life be able to fathom the full meaning of these sublime ideas.

My last book, 'The Language of Flowers,' I wrote completely on naptime, when my little kids were asleep.

Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching.

Let us pray for the Catholic Church; for the Churches throughout the whole world; that is, for their truth, unity, and stability; that in all charity may flourish, and truth may live. For our own Church, that what is lacking in it may be supplied; what is unsound, corrected; that all Heresies, Schisms, Scandals, as well public as private, may be removed. Correct the wandering, convert the unbelieving, increase the faith of the Church, destroy Heresies, discover the crafty enemies, crush the violent.

With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures and some books, I live without envy.

Flowers, after love, must have been the best advert planet Earth had going for it.

I cannot help thinking that it is more natural to have flowers grow out of the head than fruit.

You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose, But later on you're comin' out them pantyhose.

From my experience of life I believe my personal motto should be: 'Beware of any man bringing flowers.

Across the downs a hummingbird Came dipping through the bowers, He pivoted on emptiness To scrutinize the flowers.

Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.

However unwillingly a person who has a strong opinion may admit the possibility that his opinion may be false, he ought to be moved by the consideration that, however true it may be, if it is not fully, frequently, and fearlessly discussed, it will be held as a dead dogma, not a living truth.

The birds that were singing in the dew-drenched garden seemed to be telling the flowers about her.

Protecting a border is not a nice thing. It is not a matter of aesthetics; it cannot be done with flowers and teddy bears.

Flowers and fruit are never combined in one place: it is impossible that teeth and delicacies should exist simultaneously.

All things are symbols: the external shows Of Nature have their image in the mind , As flowers and fruits and falling of the leaves.

The mind is like a fertile garden in which anything that is planted, flowers or weeds, will grow.

Government means politics, and interference by government carries with it always the implication of coercion. We may accept the expanding power of bureaucrats so long as we bask in their friendly smile. But it is a dangerous temptation. Today politics may be our friend and tomorrow we may be its victims.

For the children and the flowers are my sisters and my brothers, come and stand beside me, we can find a better way.

Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.

You may lose your wife, you may lose your dog, your mother may hate you. None of those things matter. What matters is that you achieve success and become free. Then you can do whatever you like.

As the Arabs say, "The nature of rain is the same, but it makes thorns grow in the marshes and flowers in the gardens.

Never trust a man whom you know to have acted like a scoundrel to others, whatever friendliness he may profess to feel towards yourself, however plausible he may be, or however kindly he may behave; be sure that, the moment he has anything to gain by so doing, he will "throw you over."

One of the greatest dangers to peace lies in the economic pressure to which people find themselves subjected. One of the most practical things to be done in the world is to seek arrangements under which such pressure may be removed, so that opportunity may be renewed and hope may be revived.

Obviously the policies put forward by the IOC and other organizations are evolving and perhaps they may change after I have competed. But I would ask people to keep an open mind and perhaps look to the fact that I didn't win, as evidence that any advantage I may hold is not as great as they may think.

As meditation flowers, you find that on one hand truth has revealed to you all its mysteries and on the other blissfulness is showering all its treasures on you.

From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.

I remember getting flowers and champagne for being one of the first black artists on MTV. That was a big deal.

Flowers are sent to do God's work in unrevealed paths, and to diffuse influence by channels that we hardly suspect.

People talk about love as if it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers.

In living literature no person is a competent judge but of works written in his own language. I have expressed my opinion concerning a number of English writers; it is very possible that I may be mistaken, that my admiration and my censure may be equally misplaced, and that my conclusions may appear impertinent and ridiculous on the other side of the Channel.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.

may i be i is the only prayer--not may i be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong today... may i be me....five foot eleven, brown hair/eyed, smart, serious, happy, frustrated, impatient, joyful, running, sleeping, smiling, eating, trying, believing, listening, being & becoming.

If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers.

Come quickly -- as soon as these blossoms open, they fall. This world exists as a sheen of dew on flowers.

The only way I like to see cops given flowers is in a flower pot from a high window.

My family is no different from yours. We may be different from the geography that we come from. Some of you all may pray differently than I do, some of you all may be from a different ethnicity, but we all have the same story.

As long as the hummingbird had not abandoned the land, somewhere there were still flowers, and they could all go on.

The peach-bud glows, the wild bee hums, and wind-flowers wave in graceful gladness.

May we, as image makers, shapers of the culture, set our sights on things we value, rituals we engage in that heal and serve. May our images honor the ordinary endeavors of common people, and may they make their way to the eyes of the weary - light to the dark, fire to the chill.

April, like a child, Writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers, Wipes them away and forgets.

September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret.