Top 100 Quotes About Violets
#1. How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and monring dew
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#2. The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.
Robert Burns
#4. In a seperate cloth pouch I found little bottles of shampoo and soap and a toothbrush and the like,as well as a tiny brown glass vial of perfumed oil. It smelled of violets and chocolate.
Yeah,like I needed the zombies to find me any more delicious.That'd be like a cow wearing eau de gravy.
Lia Habel
#5. Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I'm sick of this poem,
you probably are too.
Anne Mazer
#6. Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story: There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine.
William Wordsworth
#7. Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.
E.P. Roe
#8. Roses are red, violets are blue,
This room's a psycho shopping zoo.
The fashion's a disaster, the mirrors are large,
And somebody left a crazy lady with needles in charge.
Debora Geary
#9. The violets whisper from the shade Which their own leaves have made: Men scent our fragrance on the air, Yet take no heed Of humble lessons we would read.
Christina Rossetti
#11. Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, but Carrie White eats shit.
Stephen King
#12. In a corner of the churchyard grew a plantation of white violets, enormously plump and prosperous-looking ... I saw the dead stretched out under me in the earth, feeding these flowers with a thin milk drawn from their bones.
Rosamond Lehmann
#13. He could see her planting violets on his grave, a solitary figure in a grey cloak. What a ghastly tragedy. A lump came to his throat. He became quite emotional thinking of his own death. He would have to write a poem about this.
from a Difference in Temperament
Daphne Du Maurier
#14. Roses are red
Violets are blue
Everything's possible
Nothing is true.
Alan Moore
#15. Her eyes in the half-light suggested night and violets, and for a moment he stirred again to that half-forgotten remoteness of the afternoon.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#16. The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#17. Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.
D.H. Lawrence
#18. Sunflowers waiting for the sunshine. Violets just waiting for dew. Bees just waiting for honey And honey, I'm just waiting for you!
Mitch Albom
#19. Roses are red, violets are blue, if I get you in bed, it would be really cool.
Lauren Oliver
#20. Roses are red and violets are purple,
sugar is sweet and so is maple surple.
Roger Miller
#21. Anne-Marie Costallat, born October 8, 1944. I was beginning high school and masturbating twice a day, curling over it like a dead leaf, when she was born, in a bed of violets, as she says - all French mothers tell their children that.
James Salter
#22. Seek on high bare trails
Sky-reflecting violets...
Mountain-top jewels
Basho Matsuo
#23. Roses are red,
That much is true,
But violets are violet,
AND NOT FREAKING BLUE.
Anonymous
#24. Do not speak to me of martyrdom, of men who die to be remembered on some parish day. I don't believe in dying though, I too shall die. And violets like castanets will echo me. SONIA SANCHEZ
Ta-Nehisi Coates
#25. Yes is a pleasant country:
if's wintry
(my lovely)
let's open the year
both is the very weather
(not either)
my treasure,
when violets appear
love is a deeper season
than reason;
my sweet one
(and april's where we're)
E. E. Cummings
#26. Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light.
Edwin Arnold
#27. 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
#28. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. With stars in her eyes and veils in her hair, with cyclamen and wild violets.
Virginia Woolf
#29. Roses are red, violets are blue, all I want to do is wrap my words around you!
David Lubkin
#30. Surely as cometh the Winter, I know
There are Spring violets under the snow.
Robert Henry Newell
#31. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! It had a dying fall. O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough, no more!
William Shakespeare
#32. We are violets blue, For our sweetness found Careless in the mossy shades, Looking on the ground. Love's dropp'd eyelids and a kiss,
Such our breath and blueness is.
Leigh Hunt
#33. ]sing to us
the one with violets in her lap
]mostly
]goes astray
Sappho
#34. Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you.
C.M. Stunich
#35. Roses are read, violets are blue; I'm using my hand, but I'm thinking of you.
L.A. Casey
#36. I like the idea of different
theres and elsewheres, an Idaho known for bluegrass,
a Bronx where people talk
like violets smell. Perhaps I am somewhere patient, somehow
kind, perhaps in the nook
of a cousin universe I've never defiled or betrayed
anyone.
Bob Hicok
#37. The smell of violets, hidden in the green, Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame The times when I remembered to have been Joyful and free from blame.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#38. Roses are red, violets are blue, they got ten, we only got two.
Gerry Cheevers
#39. Big doesn't necessarily mean better. Sunflowers aren't better than violets.
Edna Ferber
#41. Dearest Annie, Roses are red. Violets are blue. I'm using my hand But I'm thinking of you. - Ronan P.S. Just to clarify, I'm using my hand to write this note ... get your mind out of the gutter.
L. H. Cosway
#42. Death is woven in with the violets," said Louis. "Death and again death.")
Virginia Woolf
#43. The violets prattle and titter, And gaze on the stars high above.
Heinrich Heine
#44. Roses are red, violets are blue, so are my balls thanks to you.
Ralphie May
#45. When April steps aside for May,
Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten;
Fresh violets open every day:
To some new bird each hour we listen.
Lucy Larcom
#46. Where shall the lover rest,
Whom the fates sever
From his true maiden's breast,
Parted for ever?
Where, through groves deep and high,
Sounds the far billow,
Where early violets die,
Under the willow.
Walter Scott
#47. Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Zombies are Dead
And soon you be too
- Frosty, Zombie Slayer
Gena Showalter
#48. I presented him with an African violet, which I saw as symbolically useful, though I'm not sure the others understood the subtleties. (African violets must be watered from the bottom, not the top, and this, I believe, is analogous to the writing of sonnets in the twenty-first century.)
Carol Shields
#49. For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except somehow he knew they smelled just like Lady Emma.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
#50. I once wore nothing but violets all through one season, as a form of artistic mourning for a romance that would not die. Ultimately, however, it did die. I forget what killed it. I think it was her proposing to sacrifice the whole world for me. That is always a dreadful moment.
Oscar Wilde
#51. We say
This changes and that changes. Thus the constant
Violets, doves, girls, bees and hyacinths
Are inconstant objects of inconstant cause
In a universe of inconstancy.
Wallace Stevens
#52. But don't raise your eyes in defiance,
Protect my life, my dear.
They're brighter than first violets,
But deadly to me, I fear.
Anna Akhmatova
#53. Can anything compare to the sight of the first yellow violets blooming along a woodland path? These most fragile of plants are yet hardy enough to bloom when nights are still frosty and snow still lingers in the ravines.
Howard Evans
#54. Satin and lace and brown velvet and the faint odor of violets. That was all which was left to him of his love.
William Maxwell
#55. When I came to you out of all that dust and heat and toil, I positively smelt violets at once. But not the sweet violet - you know, that early dark violet that smells of melting snow and spring grass.
Leo Tolstoy
#56. Violet has the shortest wavelength of the spectrum. Behind it, the invisible ultraviolet. Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. Poor violet, violated for a rhyme.
Derek Jarman
#57. Violets smell like burnt sugar cubes that have been dipped in lemon and velvet.
Diane Ackerman
#58. Roses are red, Violets are blue. I'm just a fucked up hit man, And nothing rhymes with that.
Pepper Winters
#59. Bay remembered the Waverley house full of pumpkin pie scents in the fall. There had been mountains of maple cakes with violets hidden inside, lakes of butternut soups with chrysanthemum petals floating on top.
Sarah Addison Allen
#60. I was left alone there in the company of the orchids, roses and violets, which, like people waiting beside you who do not know you, preserved a silence which their individuality as living things made all the more striking, and warmed themselves in the heat of a glowing coal fire ...
Marcel Proust
#61. Roses are red. Violets are blue. Garbage gets dumped, and now so have you. - Brian (to Amy)
Elizabeth Eulberg
#62. He thought how sad it was to be an Animal who had never had a bunch of violets picked for him.
A.A. Milne
#63. In the pale light of the half moon, she sees him
opening the door, moving toward her
as if awake. He sits at the edge of the bed, tenderly stroking
her hair, inhaling deeply the heavy scent of
wet violets, the evening breeze along her arms
Adele Ne Jame
#65. Roses are red and violets are blue, That played-out shit isn't for you. I got your love letter right here in my eyes. If you look deep enough, you'll see through the lies.
Wendy Higgins
#67. Gaston was not only a fierce lover, with endless wisdom and imagination, but he was also, perhaps, the first man in the history of the species who had made an emergency landing and had come close to killing himself and his sweetheart simply to make love in a field of violets.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#68. Now there was the rustling of skirts, and it kicked up her smell, that distinctive blend of vanilla and violets, lavender and roses - an entire moving garden with a kitchen thrown in for good measure, and God save the allergic.
Meredith Duran
#69. Roses are red violets are blue, God made me pretty, what happened to you?
Rocky Quicksilver
#70. And shade the violets, That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.
John Keats
#71. I almost went to bed
without remembering
the four white violets
I put in the button-hole
of your green sweater
and how i kissed you then
and you kissed me
shy as though I'd
never been your lover
Leonard Cohen
#72. Mathematical discoveries, like springtime violets in the woods, have their season which no man can hasten or retard.
Janos Bolyai
#73. You have a voice as sweet as your scent," he said, his words deep and quiet. "Sweet as violets.
Veronica Rossi
#74. Roses are red
Violets are blue
I like potatoes
and so do you
Myself
#75. Yesterday I sat in a field of violets for a long time perfectly still, until I really sank into it - into the rhythm of the place, I mean - then when I got up to go home I couldn't walk quickly or evenly because I was still in time with the field.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
#76. He didn't know her name, didn't know anything about her except that she dreamed of Rome and smelled like violets.
And that she tasted like vanilla cream.
Julia Quinn
#77. My breathe would catch at the sight of violets-so common in the woods at home, so surprising in the mountains. The violet's message was "Keep up your courage, stay true to what you believe in." p264
Jessica Stern
#78. Roses are red
Violets are blue
Be very afraid
We're coming for you.
Gena Showalter
#79. Oh! that we two were Maying
Down the stream of the soft spring breeze;
Like children with violets playing,
In the shade of the whispering trees.
Charles Kingsley
#80. Her exact words were: Your brother is growing in his gift of the in-between, but he doesn't know which way to walk the line. The Light he found will lead him; its wings sit beneath the heart. But he must touch the violets and lilies to find surrender, to find his hidden blood. Damn riddles.
Rachel A. Marks
#82. Roses are red, violets are blue. You may not know it, but someone loves you.
Meg Cabot
#83. So then the year is repeating its old story again. We are come once more, thank God! to its most charming chapter. The violets and the Mayflowers are as its inscriptions or vignettes. It always makes a pleasant impression on us, when we open again at these pages of the book of life.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#84. That strain again! It had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet as it was before.
William Shakespeare
#85. The nightingale appear'd the first, And as her melody she sang, The apple into blossom burst, To life the grass and violets sprang.
Heinrich Heine
#86. Roses are red, violets are blue, I have five fingers, the middle one is for you.
Gena Showalter
#87. Roses are red, violets are blue, get in my bed and be ready to screw.
K. Bromberg
#88. Ah, March! we know thou art Kind-hearted,
spite of ugly looks and threats,
And, out of sight, art nursing April's violets!
Helen Hunt Jackson
#89. I've got it all in here ultra violets, flying saucers, strawberry bootlace come on get involved..
Noel Fielding
#90. Roses are wilting, Violets are dead,
The sugar bowl is empty,and so is your head.
WeeKittyAndTAT
#91. Our cheer goes back to them, the valiant dead! Laurels and roses on their graves to-day, lilies and laurels over them we lay, and violets o'er each unforgotten head.
Richard Hovey
#92. He stood for twenty minutes in the bedding aisle at Target, trying to choose a manly sheet set, then picked the ones with a violet pattern, because he liked violets and who else was ever going to see his sheets, anyway?
Rainbow Rowell
#93. When the time is ripe for certain things, these things appear in different places in the manner of violets coming to light in early spring.
Farkas Bolyai
#94. The sun is setting, the sky is a tumult of oranges, reds and violets.
J.M. Coetzee
#95. Roses are reddish
Violets are bluish
If it weren't for Christmas
We'd all be Jewish.
Benny Hill
#96. Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling. HAMLET. What, the fair Ophelia! QUEEN GERTRUDE. Sweets to the sweet: farewell!
William Shakespeare
#97. Pickup line ... pickup line ... she racked her brain until she found an explanation and brightened. Mine would be - roses are red, violets are blue, if you don't do what I say I will kill you.
Gena Showalter
#98. I had not thought of violets of late,
The wild, shy kind that springs beneath you feet
In wistful April days.
Alice Dunbar Nelson
#99. The eyes of spring, so azure, Are peeping from the ground; They are the darling violets, That I in nosegays bound.
Heinrich Heine
#100. They make a mess," Jared told her. "Tulip foliage dies and turns an ugly yellow. Pansies aren't hardy. The bloom stalks on lavender drop their buds. Violets seed themselves." His tone of voice made it clear that seeding oneself was a perversion.
Sheri S. Tepper
