Flowers Quotes

My closest friend, who died not long ago, is buried near Marx's grave in Highgate cemetery, so I see the gaggle of admirers laying roses at the foot of his tombstone regularly. I have never been tempted to leave flowers there myself. Great theories, shame about the practice. Marx did many things. But inventing class was not one of them.

I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers.

What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!

I'm a hopeless romantic, and very much the person in a relationship to go: If things are going well, I'll buy the flowers, remember the dates of things, plan fun nights out.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

I sent my flowers across the hall to Mrs Nixon but her husband remembered what a Democrat I am and sent them back.

Earth laughs in flowers.

It's all about creation and surprise. It just needs to be appreciated and watered like flowers. You have to water flowers. These peaks will come again.

I'd like to go to another planet, which I might live long enough to accomplish. Just get on a spaceship and go. But not the moon. I don't see any flowers there. The moon is too close. I want to go further.

The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction.

I've always had an inquisitive mind about everything from flowers to television sets to motor cars. Always pulled them apart - couldn't put 'em back, but always extremely interested in how things work.

I named all my children after flowers. There's Lillie and Rose and my son, Artificial.

You want to give me chocolate and flowers? That would be great. I love them both. I just don't want them out of guilt, and I don't want them if you're not going to give them to all the people who helped mother our children.

No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring.

I realized I was tired of singing about trees and flowers. I wanted to sing about real life. From then on, nobody could tell me anything was better than blues.

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

I'm an introvert... I love being by myself, love being outdoors, love taking a long walk with my dogs and looking at the trees, flowers, the sky.

What, I sometimes wonder, would it be like if I lived in a country where winter is a matter of a few chilly days and a few weeks' rain; where the sun is never far away, and the flowers bloom all year long?

If the English language made any sense, lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.

I usually spend Valentines Day with my friends. But if I did have a girlfriend, I'd bring her flowers and candy.

I must hurry back to my house and my flowers in Monaco.

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.

We grow like flowers, and bear desire, The odor of the human flowers.

To me, flowers are happiness.

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.

To be happy, to make other people happy, to get into movie production more and probably to give some other people the chances that I had, to carry on enjoying being a mum and never to stop having flowers bought for me. I've still got a long way to go.

Gardeners instinctively know that flowers and plants are a continuum and that the wheel of garden history will always be coming full circle.

Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization.