Top 100 My Flower Quotes
#1. You're my story,
you're my poetry,
you're my flower
you're my deep driving desire.
Debasish Mridha
#2. I HIDE myself within my flower
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too
And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness ...
Emily Dickinson
#5. Let the snake wait under
his weed
and the writing
be of words, slow and quick, sharp
to strike, quiet to wait,
sleepless.
through metaphor to reconcile
the people and the stones.
Compose. (No ideas
but in things) Invent!
Saxifrage is my flower that splits
the rocks.
William Carlos Williams
#6. angel took my flower away, but I will not repine, since Jesus at His bosom wears the flower that once was mine.
Kim Vogel Sawyer
#8. My flower is ephemeral, thought little prince. And she only has four thorns for protection! And I've left her all alone! That
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#9. I always held my flower in a clenched fist.
Eric Hoffer
#10. You know ... my flower ... I'm responsible for her. And she's so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world ...
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#11. Absolutely no slouching, Ed. You're the frame. You're the stem to my flower. Quit giving me crooked pictures and wilted flowers.
Heidi Cullinan
#12. My flower is ephemeral," the little prince said to himself, "and she has only four thorns to defend herself against the world. And I have left her on my planet, all alone!"
That was his first moment of regret. But he took courage once more.
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#13. And so I just grieve, groaning,
'Let me not go
To the Place of the Shorn:
My heart is now precious ...
For I, I am a poet
And my flower is golden.
David Bowles
#14. It is of some use to my volcanoes, and it is of some use to my flower, that I own them. But you are of no use to the stars ...
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#15. Oh my love! You are the light of love in the darkness. I am longing for you, you are my flower and freshness.
Debasish Mridha
#16. I made you take time to look at what I saw and when you took time to really notice my flower, you hung all your associations with flowers on my flower and you write about my flower as if I think and see what you think and see - and I don't.
Georgia O'Keeffe
#17. You write about my flower as if I think and see what you think and see of the flower - and I don't.
Georgia O'Keeffe
#18. You are my flower and I am your stem holding you to the light.
Poppet
#19. She is my flower and she blooms for the one who loves her best.
Gordon Lightfoot
#20. And in my flower-beds,
I think,
Smile the carnation
and the pink.
Rupert Brooke
#21. Pluck thou my flower, Oothoon the mild; Another flower shall spring, because the soul of sweet delight Can never pass away.
William Blake
#22. Sam never gonna find a boyfriend," Tiggy said. "No one gonna take his flower."
"Don't talk about my flower!
T.J. Klune
#23. My God, my aim and my fulfillment; I am thy yesterday and thou are my tomorrow. I am they root in the earth and thou art my flower in the sky, and together we grow before the face of the sun.
Kahlil Gibran
#24. I am a gardener of life, the heart is my garden, love is my flower, and joy is the fragrance.
Debasish Mridha
#25. But show me just this one thing, my darling, i seek a heart stained like a poppy flower.
Fatima Bhutto
#26. Moments like these are fleeting, and we have to grab onto them while we can. From the instant I saw you, I wanted to give you my heart. But today I'll settle for giving you a flower.
Chloe Asher
#28. I did not know the woman I would be
nor that blood would bloom in me
each month like an exotic flower,
nor that children,
two monuments,
would break from between my legs ...
Anne Sexton
#29. I've always thought my flowers had souls.
Myrtle Reed
#30. Whether I be in the temple or in the balcony, in the camp or the flower garden, I tell you truly that every moment my Lord is taking His delight in me.
Kabir
#31. Here's my problem. On Valentine's Day the flowers are wilting and so am I.
David Letterman
#32. Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles; but we are afraid to be peculiar, and so our society resembles a bag of marbles, or a string of mold candles. Why should we all dress after the same fashion? The frost never paints my windows twice alike.
Lydia M. Child
#33. STRAWMAN. Are you less Intractable than when we parted? FALK. Nay, I go my own inexorable way - STRAWMAN. Even tho' you crush another's happiness? FALK. I plant the flower of knowledge in its place. [Smiling.
Henrik Ibsen
#34. It was roses, roses, all the way,
With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.
Robert Browning
#35. His skin like grey bark, his eyes pale as a winter pool, time and age had worn my father to the bone. In our youth, he'd been a strict master lording over my lessons while tender with the flower of his heart, my sister Anabine. Ana, the lovely, blooming jewel. Zyndel, she of clever wit.
Jamie Wyman
#36. I am an African. I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land.
Thabo Mbeki
#37. Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably
John Keats
#38. I will follow the upward road today; I will keep my face to the light. I will think high thoughts as I go my way; I will do what I know is right. I will look for the flowers by the side of the road; I will laugh and love and be strong. I will try to lighten another's load this day as I fare along.
Mary Susanne Edgar
#39. If I could relive my life, what I would do is work with scientists. But not one scientist, because they're locked into their little specializations. I'd go from scientist to scientist to scientist, like a bee goes from flower to flower.
Agnes Denes
#40. My mother's eyes were large and brown, like my son's, but unlike Sam's, they were always frantic, like a hummingbird who can't quite find the flower but keeps jabbing around.
Anne Lamott
#41. my garden
in the sun and in the rain
and in the day and in the night
pain is a flower
pain is flowers
blooming all the time.
Charles Bukowski
#42. There is a graveyard in my poor heart - dark, heaped-up graves, from which no flowers spring.
Adah Isaacs Menken
#43. They [daisies] are my favorite flower. There is something innocent and vulnerable about them as if they thanked you for admiring them.
Anne Sexton
#44. I work at my garden all the time and with love. What I need most are flowers, always. My heart is forever in Giverny.
Claude Monet
#45. Sitting on the floor of a room in Japan, looking out on a small garden with flowers blooming and dragonflies hovering in space, I suddenly felt as if I had been too long above my boots.
Mark Tobey
#46. I'd keep your beauty timeless.
like a flower pressed in a book, yes
I wouldn't let it fade
Folded in the chapters of my mind
Richard L. Ratliff
#47. Oh the beauty of nature!
Oh the magical heart touching flower.
My heart wants to bloom like you
with love, joy, and laughter.
Debasish Mridha
#48. I do not love the flowers that are about to expire. I fear my dotage mirrors the fading flower. Lush, blooming blossoms fall like a shower. I say to the young buds: let your prime retire.
Amy S. Kwei
#49. 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
#50. I still have a Gypsy sense of adventure. I don't think I have slept in the same bed for more than three or four months my whole life. I am always planting vegetables that I never get to eat and flowers that I never see flower. I have always moved around the world.
Helen Mirren
#51. How can you consider flower power outdated? The essence of my lyrics is the desire for peace and harmony. That's all anyone has ever wanted. How could it become outdated?
Robert Plant
#52. My given name was Zahra, which is the 'flower of the desert.' I don't look anything like the flower of the desert. My name was changed by my grandfather to Iman, which means 'have faith.' And it meant to have faith that a daughter would come.
Iman
#53. I don't believe in playing down to children, either in life or in motion pictures. I didn't treat my own youngsters like fragile flowers, and I think no parent should.
Walt Disney
#54. There was an old, crazy dude who used to live a long time ago. His name was Lord Buckley. And he said, a long time ago, he said, 'People
they'r e kinda like flowers, and it's been a privilege walking in your garden.' My love goes with you.
Robin Williams
#55. I hid my love when young till I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;
I hid my life to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light:
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place;
Where'er I saw a wild flower lie
I kissed and bade my love good-bye.
John Clare
#56. An exquisite flower for my exquisite girl.
R.K. Lilley
#57. Whether the flower or the color is the focus I do not know. I do know the flower is painted large to convey my experience with the flower - and what is my experience if it is not the color?
Georgia O'Keeffe
#58. O lovely lily clean, O lily springing green, O lily bursting white, Dear lily of delight, Spring in my heart agen That I may flower to men.
John Masefield
#59. The most dangerous flower is one that grows on a grave. Everybody in its vicinity is dead. That's why I hand-picked it for my mother-in-law.
Jarod Kintz
#60. The breath of springtime at this twilight hour
Comes through the gathering glooms,
And bears the stolen sweets of many a flower
Into my silent rooms.
William C. Bryant
#61. Why should I say 'Tis too soon to seek for heaven and think of death'? A flower may fade before 'Tis noon and I this day may lose my breath.
J. Street
#62. When I see a dancing butterfly,
When I see a half blooming flower,
Their eager wish to make this world happy,
My mind dances with joy,
My soul emerges in happiness.
Debasish Mridha
#63. I've always been intrigued by things that insinuate femininity, so in my designs, something like a flower is never about the fact that it's a flower. It's more about what that repetitive motif implies.
Erdem Moralioglu
#64. I have lost my dewdrop, cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars
Rabindranath Tagore
#66. I know I shall not live very long ... If I've painted three good pictures, then I shall leave gladly with flowers in my hand and my hair.
Paula Modersohn-Becker
#67. I like the posture, but not the yoga.
I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but not the garden, the moment but not the dream. Quiet, my love. Be still. I am sleeping.
Roman Payne
#68. I've been sleeping through my life Now I'm waking up And I want to stand in the sunshine I have never been ecstatic Had a flower but it never bloomed In the darkness of my wasted youth It was hiding in the shadows Learning to become invisible Uncover me
Juliana Hatfield
#69. I come from all places and to all places I go: I am art among the arts and mountain among mountains. I know the strange names of flowers and herbs and of fatal deceptions and magnificent griefs. In night's darkness I've seen raining down on my head pure flames, flashing rays of beauty divine.
Jose Marti
#70. What a queer planet!" he thought. "It is altogether dry, and altogether pointed, and altogether harsh and forbidding. And the people have no imagination. They repeat whatever one says to them ... On my planet I had a flower; she always was the first to speak ...
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#71. O wild, dark flower of woman, Deep rose of my desire, An Eastern wizard made you Of earth and stars and fire.
Charles G.D. Roberts
#72. And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
D.H. Lawrence
#73. Things that influence me are my kids, their happiness, colorfulness, and vitality. My husband - he comes up with some great quotes and ideas. God - He is the Ultimate artist. And what I see around me - flowers, leaves, trees, birds, fruit, vegetables.
Mary Engelbreit
#74. O, flower! If you bloom with love in spring,
will you understand if my soul sings?
Debasish Mridha
#75. If I had to give up my life for anything, it would have to have the resilience of hope, the elation of new literacy, the brilliant life of a field of flowers, the elementary kindness of bread. Nothing short of that. It would have to be something as sure as love.
Barbara Kingsolver
#76. 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
#77. The bloom fell off my branches and joy did cast off its flower
Samuel Rutherford
#78. Tell me I am going to be alright," I plead to my Tiger Lily.
"You're not alright," the flower talks back. "You're insane, Alice. Insane!" It spreads it's petals and spits in my face. I am hallucinating again.
Cameron Jace
#79. When I began painting, all my paintings were of words which were gutteral utterances like Smash, Boss, Eat. Those words were like flowers in a vase.
Edward Ruscha
#80. Of course, I love you,' the flower said to him. 'If you were not aware of it, it was my fault.
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#81. Inside the flower, within the very structure of its petals, my soul is an element of nature, at one with the blooming Meadow Pinx in the fields on the coast of Marnan.
M. Larose
#82. My home is my castle, and I spend a lot of time nurturing it, redecorating - moving this and adjusting that, adding flowers and candles.
Evangeline Lilly
#83. My name is Lithuanian. My father was born there, and he gave me a cool name. It's the Lithuanian national flower - looks like a weed, a little bit like me! - although in Spanish it means a 'route' or 'road,' and in Swedish it means 'square'. So, not quite so cool in those countries.
Ruta Gedmintas
#84. Every pearl of your necklace touches my heart like a fresh flower of joy.
Debasish Mridha
#85. I stopped and filled my lungs, smelling Africa - smelling dust, woodsmoke, a perfume from a flower, something musty, something decaying.
William Boyd
#86. When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it - a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand - as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there's a clash between the two, it's bad art.
Marc Chagall
#87. I set my toothbrush down, then leaned into the mirror and stared into my own eyes. I could feel myself disintegrating inside myself like a past-bloom flower in the wind. Every time I moved a muscle, another petal of me blew away. Please, I thought. Please.
Cheryl Strayed
#88. My mother adorned with flowers whatever shabby house we were forced to live in.
Alice Walker
#89. The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling.
Heinrich Heine
#90. You are brighter than the sun, prettier than a fresh flower, and sweeter than any chocolate. Your songs are always humming in my heart. I wish you a sweet sweetest day.
Debasish Mridha
#91. I think it's a good idea to take samples and live with them a little. So far I'm liking Creed's Spring Flower. I think I'm going to make it my regular scent.
Isabelle Fuhrman
#93. I liked flowers but I never wore clothes with flower prints. Through those flowers, I was actually able to show my gracefulness as a girl.
Park Bom
#94. I adore the elegance of botanical realism but I also can't help but dream of my very own neo-surrealistic fantasy flowers, and so I paint and illustrate both; I always find myself between both of those worlds.
Minnelli Lucy France
#95. How to extract its honey from the flower of the world. That is my everyday business. I am as busy as a bee about it. I ramble over fields on that errand and am never so happy as when I feel myself heavy with honey and wax. I am like a bee searching the livelong day for the sweets of nature.
Henry David Thoreau
#96. My dream is for my flowers to act as beacons and rallying points across the planet - bringing people together on a global scale and through my art start a global conversation.
Ana Tzarev
#97. As a human being it is just my nature to enjoy and share philosophy. I do this in the same way that some birds are eagles and some doves, some flowers lilies and some roses.
Alan Watts
#98. I don't think I am a traditional romantic who thinks about candlelight dinners and wonders if my husband is going to bring me flowers, though I'm delighted if he does. I'm more practical-minded. I find it incredibly romantic that my husband does the dishes.
Nora Roberts
#99. Thanks to the gods I didn't spend much time while growing up with my grandfather's mistress and preserved the flower of my youth, waiting for the proper time to demonstrate my virility.
Marcus Aurelius
#100. I already, and for weeks afterward, felt my nature the coarser for this part of my woodland experience, and was reminded that ourlife should be lived as tenderly and daintily as one would pluck a flower.
Henry David Thoreau
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