Top 62 Quotes About Bowers
#1. Out of the ruined lodge and forgotten mansion, bowers that are trodden under foot, and pleasure-houses that are dust, the poet calls up a palingenesis.
Thomas De Quincey
#2. The cold goblin spring of the crocuses was past.
The frail and chilly fairy spring of the daffodils was past.
The springtime for mankind had arrived, and the blooms of the lilac bowers outside Redwine's church hung flatly, heavy as Concord grapes.
Kurt Vonnegut
#4. Come when the rains
Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice,
While the slant sun of February pours
Into the bowers a flood of light. Approach!
The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps
And the broad arching portals of the grove
Welcome thy entering.
William C. Bryant
#5. I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers; Of April, May, of June, and July flowers. I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes, Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes. - ROBERT HERRICK
Nora Roberts
#7. May, queen of blossoms,
And fulfilling flowers,
With what pretty music
Shall we charm the hours?
Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
Blown in the open mead?
Or to the lute give heed
In the green bowers.
Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow
#8. In Eastern lands they talk in flowers,
And they tell in a garland their loves and cares;
Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers,
On its leaves a mystic language bears.
James Gates Percival
#9. Not forever does the bulbul sing In balmy shades of bowers, Not forever lasts the spring Nor ever blossom flowers. Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this.
Khushwant Singh
#10. The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shawl and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
Mathilde Blind
#11. There are some things, but not too many, toward which the countryman knows he must be properly respectful if he would avoid pain, sickness and injury. Nature is neither punitive nor solicitous, but she has thorns and fangs as wells as bowers and grassy banks.
Hal Borland
#12. In all my wanderings round this world of care,
In all my griefs-and God has given my share-
I still had hopes my latest hours to crown,
Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down.
Oliver Goldsmith
#13. From around the blind curve of the trail, the main appeared. He was tall, built, and armed and dangerous, though not to her physical well-being. Nope, nothing about the tough, sinewy, gorgeous forest ranger was a threat to her body.
But Matt Bowers was lethal to her peace of mind.
Jill Shalvis
#15. Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
John Keats
#16. Across the downs a hummingbird Came dipping through the bowers, He pivoted on emptiness To scrutinize the flowers.
Nathalia Crane
#17. From Eden's bowers the full-fed rivers flow,
To guide the outcasts to the land of woe:
Our Earth one little toiling streamlet yields.
To guide the wanderers to the happy fields.
George MacDonald
#18. When Nature gives a gorgeous rose, Or yields the simplest fern, She writes this motto on the leaves, "To whom it may concern!" And so it is the poet comes And revels in her bowers, And, though another hold the land, Is owner of the flowers.
John Godfrey Saxe
#19. In Heaven's happy bowers
There blossom two flowers,
One with fiery glow
And one as white as snow;
While lo! before them stands,
With pale and trembling hands,
A spirit who must choose
One, and one refuse.
Richard Watson Gilder
#20. No more we meet in yonder bowers Absence has made me prone to roving; But older, firmer hearts than ours, Have found monotony in loving.
Lord Byron
#22. Government, like dress, is the badge of lost innocence; the palaces of kings are built on the ruins of the bowers of paradise.
Thomas Paine
#23. He guides us into pastures green, He leads to bowers of bliss, Our Father lives, the God unseen, and Christ our Shepherd is.
Cecil Frances Alexander
#24. How much better when the whole land is a garden, and the people have grown up in the bowers of a paradise.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#25. Early, as well as late,
Rise with the sun, and set in the same bowers
Henry Vaughan
#26. A sweet kiss on her head made her little heart swell; she had pancakes, her dog. She had love. All was well.
Renata Bowers
#27. History is the torch that is meant to illuminate the past, to guard us against the repetition of our mistakes of other days. We cannot join in the rewriting of history to make it conform to our comfort and convenience.
Claude Bowers
#28. Remember Aesop's Tale of the Traveler Please note: The wind failed To make him Shed his coat It was the sun That won. (88)
Jayne P. Bowers
#29. When I discarded the idea that God was not a man (as I had been raised to think and believe without question), I grew distant, and the flame that once lit my path began to flicker and hiss like a candle burnt to its wick, making longevity impossible without a new energy source.
B.G. Bowers
#30. You'd be teary, too, yes you would be," he said, "if a girl and her bed had crashed into your head.
Renata Bowers
#31. But they never again passed up the opportunity to read a good book, together.
Renata Bowers
#32. Death descended like a theatrical storm over the Drakensberg Mountains, stranding me while it ran its course.
B.G. Bowers
#33. Frieda B.'s a big dreamer, that's certainly true, but the world's biggest dreamer is also in you. All the color and music inside - set it free. Just dream your dreams big and believe they can be.
Renata Bowers
#34. Secure your dreams for they are the wings of your soul, and, when vulnerable, flight is inconceivable.
B.G. Bowers
#35. The world is a library and we are its stories.
Renata Bowers
#36. I feel as though I am swimming in an ocean of knowledge with but a teaspoon to consume it.
David Bowers
#37. Moose Factory (I wonder if they make moose there?)
Vivien Bowers
#38. I have forsaken her for a place I will never belong, but will always remain under her spell, forever to be, a child of my motherland.
B.G. Bowers
#39. So by keeping her word, Frieda B. made amends. And the two who'd been strangers became best of friends.
Renata Bowers
#40. Death was a smokescreen between Life and myself.
B.G. Bowers
#41. Quitters never win and winners never quit. This is what I teach my students on a daily basis. I encourage my students to never give up.
Pamela G. Bowers
#42. Relationships are supposed to make you feel good.
Relationships are not supposed to make you feel bad.
Laura Bowers
#44. Survival depends on denial, and death comes swiftly to those who forsake it.
B.G. Bowers
#45. In the end, it was the secrets that held me hostage and fuelled my depression, but, once released, emancipation - from fear, shame, guilt and judgement - was finally possible.
B.G. Bowers
#46. There are those whose love awakens our own and those whose love undermines. As long as we are blind to this fact, true love will elude us.
B.G. Bowers
#47. It is my hope that the pagan media and academic establishment will implode on the force of its own corruption and stagnation.
Samuel Bowers
#48. Belief in a child nurtures the belief of a child.
Renata Bowers
#49. The universe speaks if you will learn to listen.
David Bowers
#50. Looking down I saw the cat Basket touching me with one of her paws. I hadn't seen her move, though she was a good six
Mary Bowers
#51. Sometimes you have to cross the boundaries of Death in order to discover the meaning of Life.
B.G. Bowers
#52. Reading is like therapy; the characters are the therapist, their world is their office, and the adventures are the sessions.
Jordan Bowers
#53. The civil rights movement was devoid of grace; it was using some unfortunate people as means to a communistic end.
Samuel Bowers
#54. And although Frieda B. didn't feel it inside, the belief of her friend gave her courage to try.
Renata Bowers
#55. Those who nurse secrets, nurse a chaotic world of amplified silence.
B.G. Bowers
#56. Jelena Gencic was born in October 1936 to a Serb father and Austrian mother.
Chris Bowers
#57. I think I came here as a priest ... The priest is more concerned with heresy than with sin; sins can be forgiven; heresy must be eliminated.
Samuel Bowers
#58. Death is the great disruptor; it thrusts us opposite life's mirror, invites our truthful exploration, and reveals the naked truth; from which rebirth is possible and we are free to reinvent ourselves anew.
B.G. Bowers
#59. The loss of innocence is inevitable, but the death of innocence disturbs the natural order. The death of innocence causes an imbalance and initiates an internal war that manifests differently in each individual, but almost always includes anger, withdrawal and severe depression.
B.G. Bowers
#61. random thoughts allow words to play, to the writer it means to twist & turn the words to create a masterpiece that no one else has ever done.
Jeniann Bowers
#62. My hand-stitched wings itch
to take flight
to test the winds of change
that inevitably blow
at the end
of a cycle.
B.G. Bowers
