Quotes about flow
flower butterfly sleep
I've watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! Indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless! - not frozen seas More motionless! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again! William Wordsworth
flower yellow rivers
A primrose by the river's brim A yellow rose was to him. And it was nothing more William Wordsworth
flower rainbow rose
The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose. William Wordsworth
flower years may
Since thy return, through days and weeks Of hope that grew by stealth, How many wan and faded cheeks Have kindled into health! The Old, by thee revived, have said, 'Another year is ours;' And wayworn Wanderers, poorly fed, Have smiled upon thy flowers. William Wordsworth
flower wind sorrow
'T is hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of faith, and round the sufferer's temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind. William Wordsworth
flower ballet saws
Ten thousand saw I at a glance, tossing their heads in sprightly dance. William Wordsworth
flower simple veils
The Primrose for a veil had spread The largest of her upright leaves; And thus for purposes benign, A simple flower deceives. William Wordsworth
flower long stories
Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story: There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine. William Wordsworth
flower sight cups
The mysteries that cups of flowers infold And all the gorgeous sights which fairies do behold. William Wordsworth
flower sacred poor
The very flowers are sacred to the poor. William Wordsworth
flower home years
Bright flower! whose home is everywhere Bold in maternal nature's care And all the long year through the heir Of joy or sorrow, Methinks that there abides in thee Some concord with humanity, Given to no other flower I see The forest through. William Wordsworth
flower eye dark
The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods. William Wordsworth
flower dancing fluttering
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. William Wordsworth
flower sleep heart
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune. William Wordsworth
flower air wreaths
'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes! William Wordsworth
flower smell shy
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly. William Wordsworth
flower thinking should-have
Another thing much too commonly seen, is an aberration of the human mind which otherwise I should have been ashamed to warn you of. It is technically called carpet-gardening. Need I explain it further? I had rather not, for when I think of it, even when I am quite alone, I blush with shame at the thought. William Morris
flow strange forget
We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting. William Gibson
flow going-with-the-flow fishes
Only dead fish go with the flow. Sarah Palin
flow fishes knows
We know the only fish that goes with the flow is a dead fish. Sarah Palin
flower winning gossip
Alas, we are the victims of advertisement. Those who taste the joys and sorrows of fame when they have passed forty, know how to look after themselves. They know what is concealed beneath the flowers, and what the gossip, the calumnies, and the praise are worth. But as for those who win fame when they are twenty, they know nothing, and are caught up in the whirlpool. Sarah Bernhardt
flower taken son
When the bee has gathered the dew of heaven and the earth's sweetest nectar from the flowers, it turns it into honey, then hastens to its hive. In the same way, the priest, having taken from the altar the Son of God (who is as the dew from heaven, and true son of Mary, flower of our humanity), gives him to you as delicious food. Saint Francis de Sales
flower garden perspective
Flowers often grow more beautifully on dung-hills than in gardens that look beautifully kept. Saint Francis de Sales
flower space ships
Why not a space flower? Why do we always expect metal ships?
flower mean lotuses
By means of microscopic observation and astronomical projection the lotus flower can become the foundation for an entire theory of the universe and an agent whereby we may perceive Truth. Yukio Mishima
flower suffering dying
We tend to suffer from the illusion that we are capable of dying for a belief or theory. What Hagakure is insisting is that even in merciless death, a futile death that knows neither flower nor fruit has dignity as the death of a human being. If we value so highly the dignity of life, how can we not also value the dignity of death? No death may be called futile. Yukio Mishima
flower book civilization
All the wonders of the Greek civilization heaped together are less wonderful than the single book of Psalms. Greece had all that this world could give her; but the flowers of Paradise blossomed in Palestine alone. William E. Gladstone
flower friendly increase
Sino-Japanese relations will certainly brighten more in the future and the flowers of friendly Sino-Japanese relations will increase their beauty. Wen Jiabao
flower light tree
A painting is more than the sum of its parts,' he would tell me, and then go on to explain how the cow by itself is just a cow, and the meadow by itself is just grass and flowers, and the sun peeking through the trees is just a beam of light, but put them all together and you've got magic. Wendelin Van Draanen
flower men funeral
Perhaps it is to prepare to hear some day the music of the spheres that I am always turning my ears to the music of streams. There is indeed a music in streams, but it is not for the hurried. It has to be loitered by and imagined. Or imagined toward, for it is hardly for men at all. Nature has a patient ear. To her the slowest funeral march sounds like a jig. She is satisfied to have the notes drawn out to the lengths of days or weeks or months. Small variations are acceptable to her, modulations as leisurely as the opening of a flower. Wendell Berry
flower men together
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. Walter Mosley
flower important use
In the Kamigata area, they have a sort of tiered lunchbox they use for a single day when flower viewing. Upon returning, they throw them away, trampling them underfoot. The end is important in all things. Yamamoto Tsunetomo
flower roots god-knows
You are the root, and only God knows that the flower will be. William P. Young