Quotes About Buttercups

#1. There is her sty,' he said, pointing a reverent finger as they crossed the little meadow dappled with buttercups and daisies. 'And that is my pigman Wellbeloved standing by it.' Myra

P.G. Wodehouse

#2. Hey, we've all got problems, chum. I'm overly talkative. You look like a field of buttercups in a suit.

Jonathan Stroud

#3. Spindly branches of buttercups were secreted among gleaming stems still moist at the roots from last night's rain that had washedand refreshed the entire wood, had dowered it in poignant transparency, the unique, inconsolable quality of rainy countries, as if all was glimpsed through tears.

Angela Carter

#4. The dandelions and buttercups gild all the lawn: the drowsy bee stumbles among the clover tops, and summer sweetens all to me.

James Russell Lowell

#5. It is the strangest yellow, that wallpaper! It makes me think of all the yellow things I ever saw - not beautiful ones like buttercups, but old foul, bad yellow things.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

#6. Buttercups and daisies,
Oh, the pretty flowers;
Coming ere the spring time,
To tell of sunny hours.
When the trees are leafless;
When the fields are bare;
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.

Mary Howitt

#7. All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower.

Robert Browning

#8. Clouds and buttercups exist in poetry, but they are there only because storms and flowers populate the world too.

Daniel Tammet

#9. I want you to begin keeping a calendar of who you see and when: the first day each year you see buttercups, the first day frogs start singing, the last day you see robins in the fall, the first day for grasshoppers. In short, I want you to pay attention.

Derrick Jensen

#10. Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod.

Jean Ingelow

#11. So perished the hope founded on the wonderful being who thus ceased to be. In the study room to which he was never to return, the water buttercups he had brought from the country were still fresh.

Marie Curie

#12. The mown grass is growing again nearly to our knees; we will take a second crop of hay from this field, rich and green and starred with moon daisies, buttercups and the bright, blowsy heads of poppies.

Philippa Gregory

#13. Buttercups, bright eyed and bold, hold their chalices of gold to catch the sunshine and the dew.

Julia Caroline Dorr

#14. Tumbling-hair
picker of buttercups
violets
dandelions
And the big bullying daisies
through the field wonderful
with eyes a little sorry
Another comes
also picking flowers

E. E. Cummings

#15. The daisies and buttercups nodded in the breeze, like skinny-necked old ladies listening to dance music.

What if necessary evil had an opposite? This is what it would be. This unnecessary good.

For the first time in days, Mo smiled.

Tricia Springstubb

#16. Yellow is my favorite, but what is yellow? Handmaiden to white, it is a slight tarnish of pure light. Take away a bit of whites absolute luminosity, and what remains is yellow
sunlike, golden as a crown, buttercups in a field, marsh marigolds, a finch's wing, a plastic flute.

Richard Grossinger

#17. The sort where moon don't rhyme with June, and you're not up to your backside in bloody buttercups. Songs that aren't about your mum and dad. A bit rough, a beat that busts up the old way, the old stodge, the empire and knowing your place and excuse me and the dressing up and doing what you're told.

Francis Beckett

#18. With many readers, brilliancy of style passes for affluence of thought; they mistake buttercups in the grass for immeasurable gold mines under ground.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#19. A word drops into the mist
like a child's ball into high grass
where it remains seductively
flashing and glinting until
the gold bursts are revealed to be
simply field buttercups.
Word/mist, word/mist: thus it was with me.

Louise Gluck

#20. He was the only world-famous piano virtuoso who abhorred his public and also actually withdrew definitively from this abhorred public.

Thomas Bernhard

#21. An awareness of death encourages us to live more intensely.

Paulo Coelho

#22. I doubt if we nuns are really as self-sacrificing as we must seem to be to you who live in the world. We don't give everything for nothing, you know. The mystery plays fair.

Elizabeth Goudge

#23. I'm pretty sure that I was JFK in my past life.

Kesha

#24. I almost - I almost lost him because I didn't want to hurt you. That was my mistake. It's not a fairytale. Someone always gets hurt. But I'm done hurting him.

Alessandra Hazard

#25. A good night's sleep is always the best way to wake up and go to work.

Chanel Iman

#26. To the three men in gray coats and golden buttons just cresting the hill, the pantomime was a strange one. The speck of green merged with the gray, and the black with the flash of red, as they shot off toward north.

Katherine Rundell

#27. When people follow a leader because they have to, they will do only what they have to. People don't give their best to leaders they like least. They give reluctant compliance, not commitment. They may give their hands but certainly not their heads or hearts.

John C. Maxwell

#28. Once you become poor, tired and time-constrained, you become a much better human being.

Caitlin Moran

#29. Many of the gifts life has to teach us live not in the realm of the certain, but in the uncertain.

Lissa Rankin

#30. I don't get it when you get so much openness about the way movies are made, and the special effects and the behind-the-scenes stuff and all of that. I can't help but feel like this reduces it a little bit.

Christian Bale