Flowers have a language. [ Swain ]

With roses musky-breathed,
And drooping daffodilly.
And silver-leaved lily,
And ivy darkly-wreathed,
I wove a crown before her.
For her I love so dearly. [ Tennyson ]

At shut of evening flowers. [ Milton ]

Flowers are nature's jewels. [ G. Croly ]

The bright consummate flower. [ Milton ]

Under the flowers are thorns. [ Proverb ]

As welcome as flowers in May. [ Proverb ]

Plant a white rose at my feet,
Or a lily fair and sweet,
With the humble mignonette
And the blue-eyed violet. [ Julia C. R. Dorr, Earth to Earth ]

The gentle race of flowers
Are lying in their lowly beds. [ William Cullen Bryant ]

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed. [ Tennyson ]

Flora peering in April's front. [ William Shakespeare ]

Noiseless falls the foot of time
That only treads on flowers. [ Spencer ]

April showers bring May flowers. [ Proverb ]

Flowers are words
Which even a babe may understand. [ Bishop Coxe ]

Flowers are the pledges of fruit. [ B. Bekker ]

Nobody is fond of fading flowers. [ Proverb ]

I remember, I remember
The roses, red and white.
The violets, and the lily-cups
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs, where the robin built,
And where my brother set,
The laburnum on his birthday -
The tree is living yet. [ Hood ]

Gray hairs are churchyard flowers. [ German Proverb ]

The purple heath and golden broom
On moory mountains catch the gale.
O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume.
The violet in the vale. [ Montgomery ]

Is not thy home among the flowers? [ William Cullen Bryant ]

That queen of secrecy, the violet. [ Keats ]

How like they are to human things! [ Longfellow ]

Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower. [ Burns ]

These children of the meadows, born
Of sunshine and of showers! [ Whittier ]

Underneath large blue-bells tented
Where the daisies are rose-scented,
And the rose herself has got
Perfume which on earth is not. [ Keats ]

Now blooms the lily by the bank.
The primrose down the brae;
The hawthorn's budding in the glen,
And milkwhite is the slae. [ Burns ]

Flowers are love's truest language. [ Park Benjamin ]

The flowers are but earth vivified. [ Lamartine ]

All flowers are not in one garland. [ Proverb ]

Yet, no - not words, for they
But half can tell love's feeling;
Sweet flowers alone can say
What passion fears revealing:
A once bright rose's wither'd leaf,
A tow'ring lily broken -
Oh, these may paint a grief
No words could ever have spoken. [ Moore ]

Eyes that droop like summer flowers. [ Miss L. E. Landon ]

Those eyes that were so bright, love,
Have now a dimmer shine;
But what they've lost in light, love.
Is what they gave to mine.
And, still those orbs reflect, love,
The beams of former hours.
That ripened all my joys, love,
And tinted all my flowers. [ Hood ]

Flowers preach to us if we will hear. [ Christina G. Rossetti ]

And all the meadows, wide unrolled,
Were green and silver, green and gold.
Where buttercups and daisies spun
Their shining tissues in the sun. [ Julia C. R. Dorr ]

Unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets. [ William Shakespeare ]

It is ever so! affection feeds
Sometimes on flowers, how oft on weeds! [ J. F. Wiffen ]

Roses, and pinks, and violets, to adorn
The shrine of Flora in her early May. [ Keats ]

The amen! of nature is always a flower. [ Holmes ]

A face like nestling luxury of flowers. [ Gerald Massey ]

There is a Reaper whose name is Death,
And with his sickle keen.
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
And the flowers that grow between. [ Longfellow ]

Here eglantine embalm'd the air,
Hawthorne and hazel mingled there;
The primrose pale, and violet flower.
Found in each cliff a narrow bower;
Fox-glove and nightshade, side by side.
Emblems of punishment and pride,
Group'd their dark hues with every stain
The weather-beaten crags retain. [ Sir Walter Scott ]

Not more the rose, the queen of flowers,
Outblushes all the bloom of bower,
Than she unrivalled grace discloses;
The sweetest rose, where all are roses. [ Moore ]

Ye pretty daughters of the earth and sun. [ Sir Walter Raleigh ]

They speak of hope to the fainting heart. [ Mrs. Hemans ]

Fairies use flowers for their charactery. [ William Shakespeare ]

Live for today! tomorrow's light,
Tomorrow's cares shall bring to sight;
Go sleep, like closing flowers, at night,
And Heaven thy morn will bless. [ Keble ]

Where flowers degenerate man cannot live. [ Napoleon ]

Beautiful objects of the wild-bee's love. [ Nicoll ]

The harebells nod as she passes by,
The violet lifts its tender eye.
The ferns bend her steps to greet.
And the mosses creep to her dancing feet; [ Julia C. R. Dorr, Over The Wall ]

'Tis liberty alone that gives the flowers
Of fleeting life their luster and perfume.
And we are weeds without it. [ Cowper ]

A snow of blossoms, and a wild of flowers. [ Tickell ]

Tomorrow the dreams and flowers will fade. [ Moore ]

These stars of earth, these golden flowers. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

Impromptu thoughts are mental wild flowers. [ Mme. Du Deffand ]

Hope's gentle gem, the sweet forget-me-not. [ Coleridge ]

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows;
Quite over-canopies with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine. [ William Shakespeare ]

Daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty; violets dim.
But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes.
Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses,
That die unmarried ere they can behold
Bright Phoebus in his strength - a malady
Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and
The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds,
The flower-de-luce being one! [ William Shakespeare ]

They speak of hope to the fainting heart,
With a voice of promise they come and part,
They sleep in dust through the wintry hours,
They break forth in glory - bring flowers,
bright flowers! [ Mrs. Hemans ]

Root away
The noisome weeds, which without profit suck
The soil's fertility from wholesome flowers. [ Rich. II ]

The daisy is fair, the day-lily rare,
The bud of the rose as sweet as it's bonnie. [ Hogg ]

Flowers are like the pleasures of the world. [ William Shakespeare ]

He bore a simple wild-flower wreath:
Narcissus, and the sweet brier rose;
Vervain, and flexile thyme, that breathe
Rich fragrance; modest heath, that glows
With purple bells; the amaranth bright.
That no decay, nor fading knows.
Like true love's holiest, rarest light;
And every purest flower, that blows,
In that sweet time, which Love most blesses,
When spring on summer's confines presses. [ Thomas Love Peacock ]

Flowers spring up unsown and die ungathered. [ Bryant ]

It is a bad soil where no flowers will grow. [ Proverb ]

The foxglove, with its stately bells,
Of purple, shall adorn thy dells;
The wallflower, on each rifted rock,
From liberal blossoms shall breathe down,
(Gold blossoms frecked with iron-brown,)
Its fragrance; while the hollyhock,
The pink, and the carnation vie
With lupin and with lavender.
To decorate the fading year;
And larkspurs, many-hued, shall drive
Gloom from the groves, where red leaves lie.
And Nature seems but half alive. [ D. M. Moir ]

But the rose leaves herself upon the brier
For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed. [ Keats ]

All things that we ordained festival,
Turn from their office to black funeral;
Our instruments, to melancholy bells;
Our wedding cheer, to sad burial feast;
Our solemn hymns, to sullen dirges change:
Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse,
And all things change them to the contrary. [ William Shakespeare ]

As fresh as morning dew distilled on flowers. [ William Shakespeare ]

Flowers whose wild odors breathe but agonies. [ Byron ]

Sweet flowers are slow, and weeds make haste. [ William Shakespeare, Richard III ]

Call us not weeds, we are flowers of the sea. [ E. L. Aveline ]

Ye flowers that droop forsaken by the spring;
Ye birds that left by summer cease to sing;
Yet trees that fade when autumn heats remove.
Say, is not absence death to those who love? [ Pope ]

Prophets of fragrance, beauty, joy, and song. [ Ebenezer Elliott ]

And lo! the fullness of the time has come.
And over all the exile's western home.
From sea to sea the flowers of freedom bloom! [ Whittier ]

Dark the Night, with breath all flowers.
And tender broken voice that fills
With ravishment the listening hours, -
Whisperings, wooings.
Liquid ripples, and soft ring-dove cooings
In low-toned rhythm that love's aching stills!
Dark the night
Yet is she bright.
For in her dark she brings the mystic star.
Trembling yet strong, as is the voice of love.
From some unknown afar. [ George Eliot ]

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn.
And violets bathe in the wet of the morn. [ Burns ]

The rose is fragrant, but it fades in time:
The violet sweet, but quickly past the prime:
White lilies hang their heads, and soon decay,
And white snow in minutes melts away. [ Dryden ]

To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. [ Wordsworth ]

The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly. [ Wordsworth ]

Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining.
Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day,
Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining,
Buds that open only to decay. [ Longfellow ]

Sweet letters of the angel tongue,
I've loved ye long and well.
And never have failed in your fragrance sweet
To find some secret spell -
A charm that has bound me with witching power,
For mine is the old belief,
That midst your sweets and midst your bloom,
There's a soul in every leaf! [ M. M. Ballou ]

Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he called the flowers, so blue and golden,
Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. [ Longfellow ]

The crackling embers on the hearth are dead;
The indoor note of industry is still;
The latch is fast; upon the window-sill
The small birds wait not for their daily bread;
The voiceless flowers - how quietly they shed
Their nightly odours; - and the household rill
Murmurs continuous dulcet sounds that fill
The vacant expectation, and the dread
Of listening night. [ Hartley Coleridge ]

They know the time to go!
The fairy clocks strike their inaudible hour
In field and woodland, and each punctual flower
Bows at the signal an obedient head
And hastes to bed. [ Susan Coolidge ]

Listen! O, listen!
Here ever hum the golden bees
Underneath full-blossomed trees.
At once with glowing fruit and flowers crowned. [ Lowell ]

There spring the wild-flowers - fair as can be. [ Eliza Cook ]

Friendship is love without its flowers or veil. [ Hare ]

We trample grass, and prize the flowers of May;
Yet grass is green when flowers do fade away. [ R. Southwell ]

The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew.
With golden treasures load his little thighs,
And steer his distant journey through the skies. [ Gay ]

As timid violets lade the ambient air
With their heart's richest fragrance, unaware
The fragrance whispers that the flower is there. [ Anna Katharine Green ]

Lovely flowers are the smiles of God's goodness. [ Wilberforce ]

Upon her cheeks she wept, and from those showers
Sprang up a sweet nativity of flowers. [ Herrick ]

There is nothing can equal the tender hours
When life is first in bloom,
When the heart like a bee, in a wild of flowers,
Finds everywhere perfume;
When the present is all and it questions not
If those flowers shall pass away,
But pleased with its own delightful lot,
Dreams never of decay. [ Bohn ]

Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray,
Like the divining rods of Magi old,
Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold,
But love - strong love, that never can decay! [ Park Benjamin ]

Ye living flowers, that skirt the eternal frost! [ Coleridge ]

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams. [ Shelley ]

Mighty Nature bounds as from her birth,
The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth;
Flowers in the valley, splendor in the beam,
Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. [ Byron ]

Even bees, the little alms-men of spring bowers,
Know there is richest juice in poison-flowers. [ Keats ]

Sweet is the rose, but grows upon a brere;
Sweet is the juniper, but sharp his bough;
Sweet is the eglantine, but sticketh nere;
Sweet is the firbloome, but its branches rough;
Sweet is the cypress, but its rynd is tough;
Sweet is the nut, but bitter is his pill;
Sweet is the broome-flowre, but yet sowre enough;
And sweet is moly, but his root is ill.
[ Spenser ]

There bloomed the strawberry of the wilderness;
The trembling eyebright showed her sapphire blue,
The thyme her purple, like the blush of Even;
And if the breath of some to no caress
Invited, forth they peeped so fair to view.
All kinds alike seemed favorites of heaven. [ Wordsworth ]

The loveliest flowers the closest cling to earth,
And they first feel the sun: so violets blue;
So the soft star-like primrose - drenched in dew -
The happiest of spring's happy, fragrant birth. [ Keble ]

Benefits please like flowers while they are fresh. [ English Proverb, collected by George Herbert ]

A love-tint flushes the wind-flower's cheek,
Rich melodies gush from the violet's beak.
On the rifts of the rock, the wild columbines grow.
Their heavy honey-cups bending low. [ Sarah Helen Whitman ]

The sweet forget-me-nots that grow for happy lovers. [ Tennyson ]

My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone. [ Byron ]

Look on the bee upon the wing among flowers;
How brave, how bright his life! then mark him hiv'd,
Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,
Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men
Lie deep in cities as in drifts. [ Bailey ]

The flowers are gone when the fruits appear to ripen. [ Pope ]

Forgive and forget! - why, the world would be lonely,
The garden a wilderness left to deform.
If the flowers but remember'd the chilling winds only.
And the fields gave no verdure for fear of the storm. [ Charles Swain ]

The dispositions of the mind are expressed in flowers. [ James Ellis ]

Fair flowers are not left standing long by the wayside. [ German Proverb ]

There are many flowers from which no fruit is produced. [ Confucius ]

Politeness is a wreath of flowers that adorns the world. [ Mme. de Bassanville ]

The milk-white lilies that lean from the fragrant hedge. [ Alice Cary ]

The daisies' eyes are a-twinkle with happy tears of dew. [ Fitz-Hugh Ludlow ]

Sweet flowers alone can say what passion fears revealing. [ Moore ]

I do love violets: they tell the history of woman's love. [ L. E. Landon ]

Look how the blue-eyed violets glance love to one another! [ T. B. Read ]

Flowers, leaves, fruit, are the airwoven children of light. [ Moleschott ]

A book which hath been culled from the flowers of all books. [ George Eliot ]

Hope smiled when your nativity was cast. Children of Summer! [ Wordsworth ]

Flowers are as common in the country as people are in London. [ Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest ]

Women are in the moral world what flowers are in the physical. [ S. Marechal ]

Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume. [ Heinrich Heine ]

He who does not love flowers has lost all love and fear of God. [ Ludwig Tieck ]

On the earth, the Infinite has sowed His name in tender flowers. [ Richter ]

The buttercups across the field made sunshine rifts of splendor. [ Miss Mulock ]

The moss-clad violet, fragrant and concealed like hidden charity. [ J. F. Hollings ]

Happy are they who can create a rose tree or erect a honeysuckle. [ Gray ]

Flowers that come from a loved hand are more prized than diamonds.

So vain is the belief that the sequestered path has fewest flowers. [ Thomas Doubleday ]

The opening and the folding flowers, that laugh to the summer's day. [ Mrs. Hemans ]

Flowers may beckon towards us, but they speak toward heaven and God. [ Henry Ward Beecher ]

Politeness is as natural to delicate natures as perfume is to flowers. [ De Finod ]

The plants look up to heaven, from whence they have their nourishment. [ Shakespeare ]

Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou callest new flowers to birth. [ Schiller ]

Weep for love, but not for anger; a cold rain will never bring flowers. [ Duncan ]

The flowers are full of honey, but only the bee finds out the sweetness. [ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ]

The very perfume of flowers seems to be an incense ascending up to heaven. [ E. Jesse ]

I always think the flowers can see us, and know what we are thinking about. [ George Eliot ]

Like saintly vestals, pale in prayer, their pure breath sanctifies the air. [ Julia C. R. Dorr ]

The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago.
And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;
But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood,
And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood.
Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men.
And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and glen. [ Bryant ]

Repentance clothes in grass and flowers the grave in which the past is laid. [ Sterling ]

To have ideas is to gather flowers; to think is to weave them into garlands. [ Mme. Swetchine ]

To nurse the flowers, to root up the weeds, is the business of the gardener. [ Bodenstedt ]

Emblems of our own great resurrection, emblems of the bright and better land. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

Cherish flowers; a flower plucked from its parent stock soon loses its beauty. [ Catullus ]

Fade, flowers, fade! Nature will have it so; 'tis but what we in our autumn do. [ Waller ]

Feelings, like flowers and butterflies, last longer the later they are delayed. [ Jean Paul ]

And the spring arose on the garden fair like the spirit of Love felt everywhere. [ Shelley ]

Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song. [ Wordsworth ]

Flowers are the sweetest things that God ever made and forgot to put a soul into. [ H. W. Beecher ]

The fragrant infancy of opening flowers flowed to my senses in that melting kiss. [ Southern ]

You cannot analyze a kiss any more than you can dissect the fragrance of flowers. [ H. W. Shaw ]

The dew of heaven is as much needed for the flowers as for the crops of the field. [ Lady Fullerton ]

Floral apostles! that in dewy splendor weep without woe, and blush without a crime. [ Horace Smith ]

A royal court without women is like a year without spring, a spring without flowers. [ Francis I. of France ]

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste its sweetness on the desert air. [ Gray ]

There are beautiful flowers that are scentless, and beautiful women that are unlovable. [ Houelle ]

Those are poets who write thoughts as fragrant as flowers, and in as many colored words. [ Mme. de Krudener ]

In eastern lands they talk in flowers, and they tell in a garland their loves and cares. [ Percival ]

Even the rough rocks with tender myrtle bloom, and trodden weeds send out a rich perfume. [ Addison ]

To me the meanest flower that blows, can give thoughts that often lie too deep for tears. [ Wordsworth ]

The flowers strewed on the grave of merit, are the most grateful incense to living worth. [ W. Mavor ]

With fragrant breath the lilies woo me now, and softly speaks the sweet-voiced mignonette. [ Julia C. R. Dorr ]

Beauty in women is like the flowers in the spring; but virtue is like the stars of Heaven. [ Proverb ]

A love of flowers is a love of the beautiful; a love of the beautiful is a love of the good. [ S. Robinson ]

Who that has loved knows not the tender tale which flowers reveal, when lips are coy to tell? [ Edward Bulwer-Lytton ]

God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers, and clouds and stars. [ Luther ]

Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers - each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book. [ Horace Smith ]

The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touched by the thorns. [ Moore ]

We gladden our eyes with the beauty of flowers; yet in one short morning they die and pass away. [ Saigiyo ]

Ripening love is the stillest; the shady flowers in this spring, as in the other, shun sunlight. [ Jean Paul ]

Flowers are the beautiful hieroglyphics of Nature with which she indicates how much she loves us. [ Herve ]

Hushed as the falling dews, whose noiseless showers impearl the folded leaves of evening flowers. [ Congreve ]

May-flowers blooming around him. Fragrant, filling the air with a strange and wonderful sweetness. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

I have gathered a posie of other men's flowers, and nothing but the thread that binds them is my own. [ Montaigne ]

Joy is the ray of sunshine that brightens and opens those two beautiful flowers, Confidence and Hope. [ E. Souvestre ]

All nature mourns, the skies relent in showers; hushed are the birds, and closed the drooping flowers. [ Pope ]

I think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left. [ George Eliot ]

The daffodil is our door-side queen; she pushes up the sward already, to spot with sunshine the early green. [ Bryant ]

Many-colored, sunshine-loving, spring-betokening bee! yellow bee, so mad for love of early-blooming flowers! [ Professor Wilson ]

It is with flowers as with moral qualities; the bright are sometimes poisonous, but I believe never the sweet. [ J. C. Hare ]

Nothing affords greater pleasure to the members of the family than the cultivation and daily sight of flowers. [ D. D. T. Moore ]

If thou wouldst attain to thy highest, go look upon a flower; what that does willessly, that do thou willingly. [ Schiller ]

Folly is like the growth of weeds, always luxurious and spontaneous; wisdom, like flowers, requires cultivation. [ Hosea Ballou ]

Darkness is fled. Now flowers unfold their beauties to the sun, and blushing kiss the beam he sends to wake them. [ Sheridan ]

Glory fills the world with virtue, and, like a beneficent sun, covers the whole earth with flowers and with fruits. [ Vauvenargues ]

Flowers are sent to do God's work in unrevealed paths, and to diffuse influence by channels that we hardly suspect. [ Henry Ward Beecher ]

I regard them, as Charles the Emperor did Florence, that they are too pleasant to be looked upon except on holidays. [ Izaak Walton ]

How the universal heart of man blesses flowers! They are wreathed round the cradle, the marriage altar, and the tomb. [ Mrs. L. M. Child ]

The breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air, where it comes and goes like the warbling of music, than in the hand. [ Lord Bacon ]

Love is ever busy with his shuttle, is ever wearing into life's dull warp bright gorgeous flowers and scenes Arcadian. [ Longfellow ]

A passion for flowers is, I really think, the only one which long sickness leaves untouched with its chilling influence. [ Mrs. Hemans ]

Weeds grow sometimes very much like flowers, and you can't tell the difference between true and false merely by the shape. [ Paxton Hood ]

The Omnipotent has sown His name on the heavens in glittering stars; but upon earth He planteth His name by tender flowers. [ Richter ]

Leaves are the Greek, flowers the Italian, phase of the spirit of beauty that reveals itself through the flora of the globe. [ T. Starr King ]

Science confounds everything; it gives to the flowers an animal appetite, and takes away from even the plants their chastity. [ Joubert ]

True glory strikes root, and even extends itself; all false pretensions fall as do flowers, nor can anything feigned be lasting. [ Cicero ]

Thus came the lovely spring, with a rush of blossoms and music, flooding the earth with flowers and the air with melodies vernal. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

The highest genius never flowers in satire, but culminates in sympathy with that which is best in human nature, and appeals to it. [ Chapin ]

Like a great poet, Nature produces the greatest results with the simplest means. There are simply a sun, flowers, water, and love. [ Heine ]

True glory takes root, and even spreads; all false pretenses, like flowers, fall to the ground: nor can any counterfeit last long. [ Cicero ]

By cultivating the beautiful, we scatter the seeds of heavenly flowers; by doing good, we foster those already belonging to humanity. [ Howard ]

The finest flowers of genius have grown in an atmosphere where those of Nature are prone to droop, and difficult to bring to maturity. [ Dr. Guthrie ]

The primal duties shine aloft like stars; The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, Are scattered at the feet of man, like flowers. [ Wordsworth ]

Gradual as the snow, at heaven's breath, melts off and shows the azure flowers beneath, her lids unclosed, and the bright eyes were seen. [ Moore ]

Most gladly would I give the bloodstained laurel for the first violet which March brings us, the fragrant pledge of the new-fledged year. [ Schiller ]

However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow some flowers still bloom. [ Mme. de Stael ]

However old a conjugal union, it still gamers some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers still bloom. [ Mme. de Stael ]

Poesy, drawing within its circle all that is glorious and inspiring, gave itself but little concern as to where its flowers originally grew. [ Karl Ottfried Muller ]

Paradise is open to all kind hearts. God welcomes whoever has dried tears, either under the crown of the martyrs, or under wreaths of flowers. [ Beranger ]

There is not the least flower but seems to hold up its head, and to look pleasantly, in the secret sense of the goodness of its Heavenly Maker. [ R. South ]

Gentlemen use books as gentlewomen handle their flowers, who in the morning stick them in their heads, and at night strawe them at their heeles. [ Lyly ]

Not a flower but shows some touch, in freckle, streak, or stain, of His unrivaled pencil. He inspires their balmy odors, and imparts their hues. [ Cowper ]

Poetry and flowers are the wine and spirit of The Arab; a couplet is equal to a bottle, and a rose to a dram, without the evil effects of either. [ Layard ]

Sweet flower, thou tellest how hearts as pure and tender as thy leaf, as low and humble as thy stem, will surely know the joy that peace imparts. [ Percival ]

To analyze the charms of flowers is like dissecting music; it is one of those things which it is far better to enjoy than to attempt to understand. [ Tuckerman ]

The fate of a man of feeling is, like that of a tuft of flowers, twofold; he may either mount upon the head of all, or go to decay in the wilderness. [ Hitopadesa ]

Flowers and fruits are always fit presents - flowers, because they are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world. [ Emerson ]

What gems of painting or statuary are in the world of art, or what flowers are in the world of nature, are gems of thought to the cultivated and thinking. [ Oliver Wendell Holmes ]

What a pity flowers can utter no sound! A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle - oh, what a rare and exquisite miracle would these be! [ Beecher ]

Yellow japanned buttercups and star-disked dandelions - just as we see them lying in the grass, like sparks that have leaped from the kindling sun of summer. [ O. W. Holmes ]

Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. Beauteous soul! when a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower. [ Richter ]

A human heart can never grow old, if it takes a lively interest in the pairing of birds, the reproduction of flowers, and the changing tints of autumn leaves. [ Mrs. L. M. Child ]

A good name is like precious ointment; it filleth all round about, and will not easily away; for the odors of ointments are more durable than those of flowers. [ Bacon ]

It is a gentle and affectionate thought, that in immeasurable height above us, at our first birth, the wreath of love was woven with sparkling stars for flowers. [ Coleridge ]

A profusion of fancies and quotations is out of place in a love-letter. True feeling is always direct, and never deviates into by-ways to cull flowers of rhetoric. [ Bovee ]

When flowers are full of heaven-descended dews, they always hang their heads; but men hold theirs the higher the more they receive, getting proud as they get full. [ Beecher ]

Many flowers open to the sun, but only one follows him constantly. Heart, be thou the sunflower, not only open to receive God's blessing, but constant in looking to Him. [ Richter ]

Flowers are the terrestrial stars that bring down heaven to earth, and carry up our thoughts from earth to heaven; the poetry of the Creator, written in beauty and fragrance. [ Chatfield ]

Flowers so strictly belong to youth, that we adult men soon come to feel that their beautiful generations concern not us; we have had our day; now let the children have theirs. [ R. W. Emerson ]

Words of praise, indeed, are almost as necessary to warm a child into a genial life as acts of kindness and affection. Judicious praise is to children what the sun is to flowers. [ Bovee ]

Poetry incorporates those spirits which, like angels, can never assume the body of an outward act; and sheds the perfume of those flowers which spring up but never bear any seed. [ Jean Paul ]

Its brightness, mighty divinity! has a fleeting empire over the day, giving gladness to the fields, color to the flowers, the season of the loves, harmonious hour of wakening birds. [ Calderon ]

Eternity has no gray hairs! The flowers fade, the heart withers, man grows old and dies, the world lies down in the sepulchre of ages, but time writes no wrinkles on the brow of eternity. [ Bishop Heber ]

The herb feeds upon the juice of a good soil, and drinks in the dew of heaven as eagerly, and thrives by it as effectually, as the stalled ox that tastes everything that he eats or drinks. [ South ]

For from the crushed flowers of gladness on the road of life a sweet perfume is wafted over to the present hour, as marching armies often send out from heaths the fragrance of trampled plants. [ Richter ]

Men commonly injure one another without cause, and simply to do something: as an idle promenader in a garden, breaks the young branches, and strips off the leaves of the most beautiful flowers. [ E. Souvestre ]

Flowers of rhetoric, in sermons or serious discourses, are like the red and blue flowers in corn; pleasing to those who come only for amusement, but prejudicial to him who would reap the profit. [ Swift ]

The culture of flowers is one of the few pleasures that improves alike the mind and the heart, and makes every true lover of those beautiful creations of Infinite Love, wiser, purer, and nobler. [ J. Vick ]

As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them. [ Beecher ]

The mind has a certain vegetative power, which cannot be wholly idle. If it is not laid out and cultivated into a beautiful garden, it will of itself shoot up in weeds or flowers of a wild growth. [ Steele ]

Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland, odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows, ere we have learnt that this fair earth hides graves. [ Countess of Blessington ]

Good dressing includes a suggestion of poetry. One nowhere more quickly detects sentiment than in dress. A well-dressed woman in a room should fill it with poetic sense, like the perfume of flowers. [ Miss Oakey ]

What a desolate place would be a world without a flower! It would be a face without a smile, a feast without a welcome. Are not flowers the stars of the earth, and are not our stars the flowers of heaven? [ Mrs. Balfour ]

We adorn graves with flowers and redolent plants, just emblems of the life of man, which has been compared in the Holy Scriptures to those fading beauties whose roots, being buried in dishonor, rise again in glory. [ Evelyn ]

As flowers never put on their best clothes for Sunday, but wear their spotless raiment and exhale their odor every day, so let your righteous life, free from stain, ever give forth the fragrance of the love of God. [ Henry Ward Beecher ]

Doubtless botany has its value; but the flowers knew how to preach divinity before men knew how to dissect and botanize them; they are apt to stop preaching, though, so soon as we begin to dissect and botanize them. [ H. N. Hudson ]

Learn, O student, the true wisdom. See yon bush aflame with roses, like the burning bush of Moses. Listen, and thou shalt hear, if thy soul be not deaf, how from out it, soft and clear, speaks to thee the Lord Almighty. [ Hafiz ]

A loving heart carries with it, under every parallel of latitude, the warmth and light of the tropics. It plants its Eden in the wilderness and solitary place, and sows with flowers the gray desolation of rock and mosses. [ Whittier ]

The air seems made up of happiness, the clouds, the trees, the grass, the pathless birds, land and water, - all seem to pulsate happiness, to emit it, to breathe it forth upon us; and it falls upon us as dew upon flowers. [ Henry Ward Beecher ]

True, the poisonous breath of the world destroys our illusions, but they resuscitate at once when a ray of love falls upon our benumbed hearts, as the warmth of the sun revives the poor flowers withered by the ices of winter. [ De Finod ]

There is to the poetical sense a ravishing prophecy and winsome intimation in flowers, that now and then, from the influence of mood or circumstances, reasserts itself like the reminiscence of childhood, or the spell of love. [ H. T. Tuckerman ]

Every rose is an autograph from the hand of the Almighty God on this world about us; he has inscribed his thoughts in these marvelous hieroglyphics which sense and science have been these many thousand years seeking to understand. [ T. Parker ]

A taste for flowers and a love for the beautiful, as exhibited in the wonders of creative power, are evidences of a refined and sensitive nature, and peculiar traits of character which distinguish man from the lower order of animals. [ Celestia R. Colby ]

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and hollyhock. [ Henry Ward Beecher ]

Perhaps God does with His heavenly garden as we do with our own. He may chiefly stock it from nurseries, and select for transplanting what is yet in its young and tender age - flowers before they have bloomed, and trees ere they begin to bear. [ Rev. Dr. Guthrie ]

Flowers belong to Fairyland: the flowers and the birds and the butterflies are all that the world has kept of its golden age - the only perfectly beautiful things on earth - joyous, innocent, half divine - useless, say they who are wiser than God. [ Ouida ]

Without woman, man would be rough, rude, solitary, and would ignore all the graces which are but the smiles of love. Woman weaves about him the flowers of life, as the vines of the forest decorate the trunk of the oak with their fragrant garlands. [ Chateaubriand ]

To cultivate a garden is to walk with God, to go hand in hand with nature in some of her most beautiful processes, to learn something of her choicest secrets, and to have a more intelligent interest awakened in the beautiful order of her works elsewhere. [ Bovee ]

There is to me a daintiness about early flowers that touches me like poetry; they blow out with such a simple loveliness among the common herbs of pastures, and breathe their lives so unobstrusively, like hearts whose beatings are too gentle for the world. [ N. P. Willis ]

God creates out of the dry, dull earth so many flowers of such beautiful colors, and such sweet perfume, such as no painter nor apothecary can rival. From the common ground God is ever bringing forth flowers, golden, crimson, blue, brown, and of all colors. [ M. Luther ]

A man takes contradiction and advice much more easily than people think, only he will not bear it when violently given, even though it be well founded. Hearts are flowers; they remain open to the softly falling dew, but shut up in the violent downpour of rain. [ Richter ]

Flowers are esteemed by us, not so much on account of their extrinsic beauty - their glowing hues and genial fragrance - as because they have long been regarded as emblems of mortality - because they are associated in our minds with the ideas of mutation and decay. [ Bovee ]

The tending of flowers has ever appeared to me a fitting care for the young and beautiful; they then dwell, as it were, among their own emblems, and many a voice of wisdom breathes on their ear from those brief blossoms, to which they apportion the dew and the sunbeam. [ Mrs. Sigourney ]

As the rose-tree is composed of the sweetest flowers, and the sharpest thorns; as the heavens are sometimes overcast — alternately tempestuous and serene — so is the life of man intermingled with hopes and fears, with joys and sorrows, with pleasures and with pains. [ Burton ]

Flowers and fruits are always fit presents; flowers, because they are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out-values all the utilities of the world. These gay natures contrast with the sombre countenance of ordinary nature; they are like music heard out of a workhouse. [ Berz ]

Blessings we enjoy daily; and for most of them, because they be so common, most men forget to pay their praises; but let not us, because it is a sacrifice so pleasing to Him that made the sun and us, and still protects us, and gives us flowers and showers and meat and content. [ Izaak Walton ]

The instinctive and universal taste of mankind selects flowers for the expression of its finest sympathies, their beauty and their fleetingness serving to make them the most fitting symbols of those delicate sentiments for which language itself seems almost too gross a medium. [ G. S. Hillard ]

Nature eschews regular lines; she does not shape her lines by a common model. Not one of Eve's numerous progeny in all respects resembles her who first culled the flowers of Eden. To the infinite variety and picturesque inequality of nature we owe the great charm of her uncloying beauty. [ Whittier ]

Charms which, like flowers, lie on the surface and always glitter, easily produce vanity; hence women, wits, players, soldiers, are vain, owing to their presence, figure and dress. On the contrary, other excellences, which lie down like gold and are discovered with difficulty, leave their possessors modest and proud. [ Richter ]

Joy wholly from without, is false, precarious, and short. From without it may be gathered; but, like gathered flowers, though fair, and sweet for a season, it must soon wither, and become offensive. Joy from within is like smelling the rose on the tree; it is more sweet and fair, it is lasting; and, I must add, immortal. [ Young ]

As there are some flowers which you should smell but slightly to extract all that is pleasant in them, and which, if you do otherwise, emit what is unpleasant and noxious, so there are some men with whom a slight acquaintance is quite sufficient to draw out all that is agreeable; a more intimate one would be unsatisfactory and unsafe. [ Landor ]

Was man made to disdain the gifts of nature? Was he placed on earth but to gather bitter fruits? For whom are the flowers the gods cause to bloom at the feet of mortals? It pleases Providence when we abandon ourselves to the different inclinations that He has given us: our duties come from His laws, and our desires from His inspirations.

Often a nosegay of wild flowers, which was to us, as village children, a grove of pleasure, has in after years of manhood, and in the town, given us by its old perfume, an indescribable transport back into godlike childhood; and how, like a flower goddess, it has raised us into the first embracing Aurora clouds of our first dim feelings! [ Richter ]

There are so many tender and holy emotions flying about in our inward world, which, like angels, can never assume the body of an outward act; so many rich and lovely flowers spring up which bear no seed, - that it is a happiness poetry was invented, which receives into its limbus all these incorporated spirits and the perfume of all these flowers. [ Richter ]

It is not merely the multiplicity of tints, the gladness of tone, or the balminess of the air which delight in the spring; it is the still consecrated spirit of hope, the prophecy of happy days yet to come; the endless variety of nature, with presentiments of eternal flowers which never shall fade, and sympathy with the blessedness of the ever-developing world. [ Novalis ]

Who is there who has not experienced that often a nosegay of wild flowers, which was to us as village children a grove of pleasure, has in after years of manhood, and in the town, given us. by its old perfume an indescribable transport back into godlike childhood; and how, like a flower-goddess, it has raised us into the first embracing Aurora-clouds of our first dim feelings? [ Richter ]

The little flower which sprung up through the hard pavement of poor Picciola's prison was beautiful from contrast with the dreary sterility which surrounded it. So here amid rough walls, are there fresh tokens of nature. And O, the beautiful lessons which flowers teach to children, especially in the city! The child's mind can grasp with ease the delicate suggestions of flowers. [ Chapin ]

All are to be men of genius in their degree, - rivulets or rivers, it does not matter, so that the souls be clear and pure; not dead walls encompassing dead heaps of things, known and numbered, but running waters in the sweet wilderness of things unnumbered and unknown, conscious only of the living banks, on which they partly refresh and partly reflect the flowers, and so pass on. [ Ruskin ]

If I am allowed to give a metaphorical allusion to the future state of the blessed, I should imagine it by the orange-grove in that sheltered glen on which the sun is now beginning to shine, and of which the trees are, at the same time, loaded with sweet golden fruit and balmy silver flowers. Such objects may well portray a state in which hope and fruition become one eternal feeling. [ Sir H. Davy ]

The little flower which sprung up through the hard payment of poor Picciola's prison, was beautiful from contrast with the dreary sterility which surrounded it. So here, amid the rough walls, are there fresh tokens of nature; and oh, the beautiful lessons which flowers teach to children, especially in the city! The child's mind can grasp with ease the delicate suggestions of flowers. [ E. H. Chapin ]

If flowers have souls, said Undine, the bees, whose nurses they are, must seem to them darling children at the breast. I once fancied a paradise for the spirits of departed flowers. They go, answered I, not into paradise, but into a middle state; the souls of lilies enter into maidens' foreheads, those of hyacinths and forget-me-nots dwell in their eyes, and those of roses in their lips. [ Richter ]

Beauty is an all-pervading presence. It unfolds to the numberless flowers of the spring; it waves in the branches of the trees and the green blades of grass; it haunts the depths of the earth and the sea, and gleams out in the hues of the shell and the precious stone. And not only these minute objects, but the ocean, the mountains, the clouds, the heavens, the stars, the rising and setting sun, all overflow with beauty. [ Channing ]

How fitting to have every day, in a vase of water on your table, the wild flowers of the season which are just blossoming. Can any house be said to be furnished without them? Shall we be so forward to pluck the fruits of Nature and neglect her flowers? These are surely her finest influences. So may the season suggest the thoughts it is fitted to suggest. Let me know what pictures Nature is painting, what poetry she is writing, what ode composing now. [ Thoreau ]

How the universal heart of man blesses flowers! They are wreathed round the cradle, the marriage altar, and the tomb; all these are appropriate uses. Flowers should deck the brow of the youthful bride, for they are in themselves a lovely type of marriage; they should twine round the tomb, for their perpetually renewed beauty is a symbol of the resurrection; they should festoon the altar, for their fragrance and their beauty ascend in perpetual worship before the Most High. [ Mrs. L. M. Child ]

The love of flowers seems a naturally implanted passion, without any alloy or debasing object in its motive; we cherish them in youth, we admire them in declining years; but perhaps it is the early flowers of spring that always bring with them the greatest degree of pleasure; and our affections seem to expand at the sight of the first blossom under the sunny wall, or sheltered bank, however humble its race may be. With summer flowers we seem to live, as with our neighbors, in harmony and good order; but spring flowers are cherished as private friendships. [ G. A. Sola ]

Why has the beneficent Creator scattered over the face of the earth such a profusion of beautiful flowers? Why is it that every landscape has its appropriate flowers, every nation its national flowers, every rural home its home flowers? Why do flowers enter and shed their perfume over every scene of life, from the cradle to the grave? Why are flowers made to utter all voices of joy and sorrow in all varying scenes? It is that flowers have in themselves a real and natural significance; they have a positive relation to man; they correspond to actual emotions; they have their mission - a mission of love and mercy; they have their language, and from the remotest ages this language has found its interpreters. [ Henrietta Dumont ]

He must have an artist's eye for color and form who can arrange a hundred flowers as tastefully, in any other way, as by strolling through a garden, and picking here one and there one, and adding them to the bouquet in the accidental order in which they chance to come. Thus we see every summer day the fair lady coming in from the breezy side hill with gorgeous colors and most witching effects. If only she could be changed to alabaster, was ever a finer show of flowers in so fine a vase? But instead of allowing the flowers to remain as they were gathered, they are laid upon the table, divided, rearranged on some principle of taste, I know not what, but never again have that charming naturalness and grace which they first had. [ Beecher ]