Top 36 Bright Flower Quotes
#1. But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach,
And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling,
The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake,
Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road
A gateless garden, and an open path:
My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
#2. For the Sensitive Plant has no bright flower; Radiance and odour are not its dower; It loves, even like Love, its deep heart is full, It desires what it has not, the beautiful.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#3. I wanted to know her the way a bee wants to know a great bright flower.
William, Saroyan
#4. 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
#5. Their love was a bright flower, youthful and radiantly beautiful.
Madeleine L'Engle
#6. Here is a little forest Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum; Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come!
Emily Dickinson
#7. Had she never been hungry enough to eat a flower? Did she not know that you could eat daisies, daylilies, pansies, and marigolds? That hungry enough, a person could consume the bright faces of violas, even the stems of dandelions and the bitter hips of roses?
Adam Johnson
#8. Whatever a man's age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-colored flower in his button-hole.
Mark Twain
#9. In August, the large masses of berries, which, when in flower, had attracted many wild bees, gradually assumed their bright velvety crimson hue, and by their weight again bent down and broke their tender limbs.
Henry David Thoreau
#10. Oozing Street was oddly cheerful, with flower boxes hanging from windowsills and houses painted bright colors; even the slaughterhouse that anchored it was an inviting robin's-egg blue, and I resisted an odd impulse to go inside and ask for a tour.
Ransom Riggs
#11. Everything was curved to fit the walls: the stove, the sink and the cupboards, and all of it had been painted with flowers, insects and birds in bright primary colours.
J.K. Rowling
#12. The news did not trouble her particularly; all news was bad, like wage demands, strikes, or war, and the wise person paid no attention to it. What was important was that it was a bright, sunny day; her first narcissi were in bloom, and the daffodils behind them were already showing flower buds.
Nevil Shute
#13. Work or suffering found her listless and dejected, powerles and repining; but gaiety expanded her butterfly's wings, lit up their gold-dust and bright spots, made her flash like a gem, and flush like a flower.
Charlotte Bronte
#14. Bright, flowery plants ... were busy committing the olfactory equivalent of aggravated assault.
Jim Butcher
#15. Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers;
How brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd,
Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,
Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men
Lie deep in cities as in drifts.
Philip James Bailey
#16. Grandma Hutto's flower garden was a bright patchwork quilt thrown down inside the pickets.
Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
#17. As the flower turns to the sun, that the bright beams may aid in perfecting its beauty and symmetry, so should we turn to the Sun of Righteousness, that Heaven's light may shine upon us, that our character may be developed in to the likeness of Christ.
Ellen G. White
#18. Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows, ere we have learnt that this fair earth hides graves.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington
#19. I know I can not paint a flower, I can not paint the sun on the desert on a bright summer morning but maybe in terms of paint colour I can convey to you my experience of the flower or the experience that makes the flower of significance to me at that particular time.
Georgia O'Keeffe
#20. Wherever men are noble, they love bright colour; and wherever they can live healthily, bright colour is given them - in sky, sea, flowers, and living creatures.
John Ruskin
#21. Even now I am haunted by the touching look of the young, bright, anxious eyes as we passed along the rows of sufferers. There, all around us, lying maimed and battered and dying, was the flower of Britain's youth.
Wade Davis
#22. One bright pansy popping through a sidewalk crack will get weeded or stepped on; it's not until twenty fabulous flowers bust through and the pavement is ruined anyway that someone decides maybe it isn't a sidewalk at all, but a flower garden. So please, for the love of gender
go bloom.
S. Bear Bergman
#23. Watering the flowers and the trees, whispering to them, talking to them. Then, they will grow to be more bright and luxuriant.
Gautama Buddha
#24. Beauty is a fairy; sometimes she hides herself in a flower-cup, or under a leaf, or creeps into the old ivy, and plays hide-and-seek with the sunbeams, or haunts some ruined spot, or laughs out of a bright young face.
George Augustus Henry Sala
#25. New ideas need audiences like flowers need bees. No matter how bright and colorful, they will die unless others work to spread them
Simon Sinek
#26. What though the radiance that was once so bright, be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
William Wordsworth
#27. Neither rings, bright chains, nor bracelets, perfumes, flowers, nor well-trimmed hair, Grace a man like polished language, th' only jewel he should wear.
Bhartrhari
#28. Buttercups, bright eyed and bold, hold their chalices of gold to catch the sunshine and the dew.
Julia Caroline Dorr
#29. Moral excellence is the bright consummate flower of all progress.
Charles Sumner
#30. O suns and skies and clouds of June, and flowers of June together. Ye cannot rival for one hour October's bright blue weather.
Helen Hunt
#31. The stars are in blossom, the moon is in flower,
And bright are the windows of Night in her tower.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#32. Our blossoms of passion, gay and luxuriant flowers, are bright and full of fragrance, but they beguile us and lead us astray, and their odor is deadly.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#33. Stars of earth, these golden flowers; emblems of our own great resurrection; emblems of the bright and better land.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#34. Victory is the beautiful, bright-colored flower. Transport is the stem without which it could never have blossomed.
Winston Churchill
#35. To mourn is to feel a flower's slow death, hill bear. To bed a man is to recall the flower's bright glory.
Steven Erikson
#36. Such a slender moon, going up and up, Waxing so fast from night to night, And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright, Fated, methought, to round as to a golden cup, And hold to my two lips life's best of wine.
Jean Ingelow