Quotes About Flowers In The House

#1. I try to always have flowers in the house. I have a florist in Chinatown, and they deliver orchids every two weeks. I like living with living things.

Phillip Lim

#2. You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake, You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft, You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep, You're the flowers in my house when my allergies come out.

Modest Mouse

#3. Key West is the place where your sickly house plant back in New York grows to 10 ft. It's also the place where an 8-ft. cactus, the century plant, produces a huge yellow flower every great once in a while, like a robot proffering a bouquet. After the plant flowers, it dies.

Edmund White

#4. Go, little book, and wish to all
Flowers in the garden, meat in the hall,
A bin of wine, a spice of wit,
A house with lawns enclosing it,
A living river by the door,
A nightingale in the sycamore!

Robert Louis Stevenson

#5. Jazz hadn't given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he'd told her enough that she knew it wasn't hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.

Barry Lyga

#6. Like Michelangelo and Cellini, Florentines of every station are absorbed in acquiring real estate: a little apartment that can be rented to foreigners; a farm that will supply the owner with oil, wine, fruit, and flowers for the house.

Mary McCarthy

#7. Someone who has seen a house collapse knows only too clearly what frail things little vases of flowers and pictures and white walls are. He knows only too well what a house is made of.

Natalia Ginzburg

#8. There's a home for you here at North Hill, you know that, and my wife joins me in begging you to stay. Plenty to do, you know, plenty to do. There are flowers to be cut for the house, and letters to write, and the children to scold.

Daphne Du Maurier

#9. I like flowers, I also like children, but I do not chop their heads off and keep them in bowls of water around the house.

George Bernard Shaw

#10. My mother adorned with flowers whatever shabby house we were forced to live in.

Alice Walker

#11. I stood there for a moment, playing emotional catch-up.He drove down from the Navarre House just to surprise me with flowers.And not It's -Valentines's Day-and-I-feel-olbligated flowers.These were just-because flowers.

Chloe Neill

#12. My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.

Madeleine L'Engle

#13. A song? What laughter or what song
Can this house remember?
Do flowers and butterflies
Belong to a blind December?

Robert Graves

#14. A springlike autumn's balmy breeze reaches afar. The sun shines on the house of a recluse South of the river; They encourage the December apricots To burst into bloom: A simplehearted person Faces the simplehearted flowers.

Sun Bu'er

#15. But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.

Suzanne Collins

#16. I don't need a big house to raise a family, I only need you."
Alex smiled, kissing her on the forehead. "Well, why didn't you tell me that to start with? We could have saved a lot of money," he teased.

Loni Flowers

#17. he was going to go to Jane's house and pull some romantic shit. He wasn't sure what, maybe like flowers or something. Well, flowers and him installing that security system. 'Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors. God,

J.R. Ward

#18. The goodnesses you do will beautifully cover you like the beautiful flowers covering a country house!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#19. In a front of each home garden the villagers fixed a triangular wooden lamp-house on the top of a pole planted on the ground to hold a small statue of Lord Buddha and some deities. They used to offer flowers at this small shrine and light a tiny clay oil lamp.

Swarnakanthi Rajapakse

#20. Every house was festooned with flowers and with lanterns. On the national day, the whole country went wild with joy, But on that very day, I was placed in chains and transferred: The wind remains contrary to the flight of the eagle.

Ho Chi Minh

#21. HOUSE

Grow high. The devil can't find you.
Grow deep. Buddha can't find you.
Build a house and live there.
Gourd creepers will climb over it,
their flowers dazzling at midnight.

Ko Un

#22. Here even the various mind-pleasing blossoming flowers, and attractive shining supreme golden houses, have no inherently existent maker at all. They are set up through the power of thought. Through the power of conceptuality the world is established

Gautama Buddha

#23. I must hurry back to my house and my flowers in Monaco.

Lillie Langtry

#24. Every inch of the house is covered in flowers and lace and screams tacky. It's like Martha Stewart vomitted, and this is the crap that came out.

Victoria Scott

#25. He pictured her living alone in that tranquil house with its fine old furnishings, tending her flowers and fruit trees.

Julia Glass

#26. I still look up sometimes when I cross the front of the house, expecting to see her.

Vanessa Diffenbaugh

#27. You will find scraps of paper all over the house when I am designing a new woodcut and woe betide the person who touches one of the scraps. When I have the exact design in my mind, I set the model up, pots and flowers, leaves and background, and begin work.

Margaret Preston

#28. O grant me a house by the beach of a bay,
Where the waves can be surly in winter, and play
With the sea-weed in summer, ye bountiful powers!
And I'd leave all the hurry, the noise, and the fray,
For a house full of books, and a garden of flowers.

Andrew Lang

#29. Whether you are cooking, cleaning house, or planting flowers, try to concentrate on the textures, the smells, colors, tastes, sounds, all Zen moments of focused joy.

Jerry Lynch

#30. My own funeral, I'd like to be laid out in a coffin in my own house. I would like my coffin to be put in the double parlor, and I would like all the flowers to be white.

Anne Rice

#31. Cease looking for flowers! There blooms a garden in your own home.
While you look for trinkets
The treasure house awaits you in your own being.

Rumi