Mignonette Quotes

#1. Whenever I see interesting names, I jot them down. I've found them in lots of different places: on the news, in the phone book, even on hotel registry lists.

Cassandra Clare

#2. All elements of reality provide positive or negative emotions, according to the connection we develop with them, directly or indirectly.

Daniel Marques

#3. Here bloom red roses, dewy wet,
And beds of fragrant mignonette.

Goodale Sisters

#4. I think intelligence is usually sexy until it becomes irritating. After that, you're stuck.

Jim Parsons

#5. Those rare souls whose spirit gets magically into the hearts of men leave behind them something real and warmly personal ... the grace of a fine spirit pervades the places through which it has passed, like the haunting loveliness of mignonette.

James Thurber

#6. Maybe I'm reading too much into this. It's probably nothing. But I've had "nothing" for too long, and I'm ready for something. Anything.

Beth Revis

#7. Littlenecks and cherrystones are chewy and sweet on the half shell with mignonette, served raw. But a well-cooked clam is a toothsome, tender thing, full of that magical stuff known as clam liquor.

Kate Christensen

#8. Friends are like kisses, blown to us by angels.

Emily March

#9. Through the open door A drowsy smell of flowers -grey heliotrope And white sweet clover, and shy mignonette Comes fairly in, and silent chorus leads To the pervading symphony of Peace.

John Greenleaf Whittier

#10. I love playing characters that have secrets.

Cynthia Watros

#11. If you try to shut down your angel guidance, that's the path to feeling unhappy and results in addiction.

Doreen Virtue

#12. I was reading this story about these people who suffered from brain injuries, and then their behavior changed kind of drastically afterward, and I just said to myself, 'There's no way that that can possibly be true.'

Sam Kean

#13. Punishments, he wondered what was going on outside, where the match would

Anonymous

#14. Once we choose hope, everything is possible.

Christopher Reeve

#15. What are we singers but the silver-voiced messengers of the poet and the musician?

Nellie Melba

#16. And from the phlox and mignonette Rich attars drift on every hand; And when star-vestured twilight comes The pale moths weave a saraband. And crickets in the aisles of grass With their clear fifing pierce the hush; And somewhere you many hear anear The passion of the hermit thrush.

Clinton Scollard