God is in all creatures, even in the smallest flowers.
Here's my problem. On Valentine's Day the flowers are wilting and so am I.
And the fruits will outdo what the flowers have promised.
Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste.
stay together learn the flowers go light
Let one thousand flowers bloom.
I raise my pelvis to God so that it may know the truth of how flowers smash through the long winter.
If we wish to have the light, we must keep the sun; if we wish to keep our forests we must keep our trees; if we wish to keep our perfumes, we must keep our flowers- and if we wish to keep our rights, then we must keep our God.
We are dust and to dust return. In the end we're neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.
The hallway was lined with numbered doors, odd numbers on one side and even numbers on the other, and large ornamental vases, too large to hold flowers and too small to hold spies.
I used flowers because they die. My mood was darkly romantic at the time.
We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved.
May our heart's garden of awakening bloom with hundreds of flowers.
I don't know these people and they aren't my flowers.
All things are symbols: the external shows Of Nature have their image in the mind , As flowers and fruits and falling of the leaves.
Start edifying the flowers. Stop pointing out the weeds.
I think flowers are very beautiful things. Very nice and innocent things. They don't harm anybody.
The hats were nearly all as though made by somebody who had once heard about flowers but never seen one huge muffs of horror.
I’d want our wedding to be special. I don’t have a dress, you don’t have a best man, and instead of flowers, we have corpses on poles decorating the front of the house. ” “Flowers are on the way, as is my best man, three seamstresses are ready to make any dress you desire, and I’ll have the corpses taken down,” he replied without missing a beat.
Flowers are nice, but love is better.