Top 33 Celia Thaxter Quotes
#1. I am fully and intensely aware that plants are conscious of love and respond to it as they do to nothing else.
Celia Thaxter
#2. Look to the East, where up the lucid sky; the morning climbs! The day shall yet be fair.
Celia Thaxter
#3. To stand by the beds at sunrise and see the flowers awake is a heavenly delight.
Celia Thaxter
#4. When in the fresh mornings I go into my garden before anyone is awake, I go for the time being into perfect happiness.
Celia Thaxter
#5. It is curious that the leaf should so love the light and the root so hate it.
Celia Thaxter
#6. The chief condition on which, life, health and vigor depend on, is action. It is by action that an organism develops its faculties, increases its energy, and attains the fulfillment of its destiny.
Colin Powell
#7. If death were the exception and not the rule, and we were not so swiftly to follow, these separations would be intolerably sad. We know no more of our next change of life than we knew of this before we were born into it; but that which we call death is merely change, who can doubt?
Celia Thaxter
#8. When the snow is still blowing against the window-pane in January and February and the wild winds are howling without, what pleasure it is to plan for summer that is to be.
Celia Thaxter
#9. Already the dandelions Are changed into vanishing ghosts.
Celia Thaxter
#10. The eternal sound of the sea on every side has a tendency to wear away the edge of human thought and perception ...
Celia Thaxter
#11. No sadder sound salutes you than the clear, Wild laughter of the loon.
Celia Thaxter
#12. Peacefully
The quiet stars came out, one after one;
The holy twilight fell upon the sea,
The summer day was done.
Celia Thaxter
#14. Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
That sunrise never failed us yet.
Celia Thaxter
#15. There shall be an eternal summer in the grateful heart.
Celia Thaxter
#16. O brief, bright smile of summer! O days divine and dear The voices of winter's sorrow Already we can hear. And we know that the frosts will find us, And the smiling skies grow rude, While we look in the face of Beauty, And worship her every mood.
Celia Thaxter
#17. O happy, happy morning! O dear, familiar place! / O warm, sweet tears of Heaven, fast falling on my face! / O well-remembered, rainy wind, blow all my care away, / That I may be a child again this blissful morn of May.
Celia Thaxter
#18. This very act of planting a seed in the earth has in it to me something beautiful. I always do it with a joy that is largely mixed with awe.
Celia Thaxter
#19. How strange that the young should always think the world is against them - when in fact that is the only time it is for them.
Mignon McLaughlin
#20. Ever since I could remember anything, flowers have been like dear friends to me, comforters, inspirers, powers to uplift and to cheer.
Celia Thaxter
#21. I wonder what spendthrift chose to spill
Such a bright gold under my windowsill!
Is it fair gold? Does it glitter still?
Bless me! It's a daffodil!
Celia Thaxter
#22. As I work among my flowers, I find myself talking to them, reasoning and remonstrating with them, and adoring them as if they were human beings. Much laughter I provoke among my friends by so doing, but that is of no consequence. We are on such good terms, my flowers and I.
Celia Thaxter
#23. Early in April, as I was vigorously hoeing in a corner, I unearthed a huge toad, to my perfect delight and satisfaction; he had lived all winter, he had doubtless fed on slugs all the autumn. I could have kissed him on the spot.
Celia Thaxter
#24. The toad has indeed no superior as a destroyer of noxious insects, and he possesses no bad habits and is entirely inoffensive himself, every owner of a garden should treat him with utmost hospitality.
Celia Thaxter
#25. The problem with this world is not enough problem solvers. So, if you become a problem solver you become rich.
Robert Kiyosaki
#26. Like the musician, the painter, the poet and the rest, the true lover of flowers is born, not made.
Celia Thaxter
#27. The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm; At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped; With lulling murmur, and the air was warm, And all the tumult and the trouble stopped.
Celia Thaxter
#28. Last week, when I went early into my garden, a rose-breasted grosbeak was sitting on the fence. Oh, he was beautiful as a flower. I hardly dared to breathe, I did not stir, and we gazed at each other fully five minutes before he concluded to move.
Celia Thaxter
#29. Celia
Celia, we know, is sixty-five,
Yet Celia's face is seventeen;
Thus winter in her breast must live,
While summer in her face is seen.
How cruel Celia's fate, who hence
Our heart's devotion cannot try;
Too pretty for our reverence,
Too ancient for our gallantry!
Alexander Pope
#30. When everyone is part of the people's congress, what need is there for an opposition? Opposition to what? You oppose a government! If there is no government, and the people govern themselves on their own, what are they going to oppose? Something that isn't there?
Muammar Al-Gaddafi
#31. Use it all you want. Marry him. He'll never really be yours, and you'll never know it.
Or maybe you will.
Julie Anne Long
#32. He who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth is generally considered a fortunate person, but his good fortune is small compared to that of the happy mortal who enters this world with a passion for flowers in his soul.
Celia Thaxter
