Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

The love we give away is the only love we keep.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

You’re beautiful like a flower
More valuable than a diamond
You are powerful like a fire…
There is nothing in the world that you cannot do
When you believe in you, who are beautiful
Yeah you, who are brilliant
Yeah you, who are powerful
Yeah you, who are resilient

Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses.

There’s gonna be a lot of slow singing and flower bringing if my burglar alarm starts ringing.

I did not raise my son, Sam, to celebrate Mother’s Day. I didn’t want him to feel some obligation to buy me pricey lunches or flowers, some annual display of gratitude that you have to grit your teeth and endure.

Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory.

You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even when it sheds needles all over your flowers or wakes you, dropping big cones onto your deck at still of night.

Don’t send me flowers when I’m dead. If you like me, send them while I’m alive.

I did not know the woman I would benor that blood would bloom in meeach month like an exotic flower,nor that children,two monuments,would break from between my legs.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.

Every soul is to be cherished, every flower is to bloom.

Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer’s year. It brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul.

Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to get attention we do, except walk?

Your mind is like a garden – unless you cultivate flowers, weeds will flourish. To keep your mind positive, substitute positive thoughts for negative thoughts.

Whether the flower looks better in the nosegay than in the meadow where it grew and we had to wet our feet to get it! Is the scholastic air any advantage?

These stars of earth, these golden flowers.

What can you say about a man, who on Mother’s Day sends flowers to his mother-in-law, with a note thanking her for making him the happiest man on Earth?

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

Be a loving person rather than in a love relationship – because relationships happen one day and disappear another day. They are flowers; in the morning they bloom, by the evening they are gone.

By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

The cloning of humans is on most of the lists of things to worry about from Science, along with behaviour control, genetic engineering, transplanted heads, computer poetry and the unrestrained growth of plastic flowers.

A flower is a plant’s way of making love.

Melrose is the finest remaining specimen of Gothic architecture in Scotland. Some of the sculptured flowers in the cloister arches are remarkably beautiful and delicate, and the two windows – the south and east oriels – are of a lightness and grace of execution really surprising.

Once in a golden hour, I cast to earth a seed, And up there grew a flower, That others called a weed.

The flower’s are gone when the Fruits appear to ripen.

The principle of martial arts is not a thing that can be learned, like a science, by fact-finding and instruction in facts. It has to grow spontaneously, like a flower, in a mind free from emotions and desires.

Every man who becomes heartily and understandingly a channel of the Divine beneficence is enriched through every league of his life. Perennial satisfaction springs around and within him with perennial verdure. Flowers of gratitude and gladness bloom all along his pathway, and the melodious gurgle of the blessings be bears is echoed back by the melodious waves of the recipient stream.

Does anything eat flowers. I couldn’t recall having seen anything eat a flower – are they nature’s privileged pets?

I’m a romantic, and I like guys to bring flowers and buy some gifts – not expensive things, just romantic things.

If Terri was upset about how silly she would look, her mother was completely undone. Seems she wanted Terri in her full natural bloom, not with any blooming flower.