#flower

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity. ↗

— Edvard Munch

#am #body #eternity #flowers #grow

Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature. ↗

— Gerard De Nerval

#blossoming #every #flower #soul

Little deeds are like little seeds, they grow to flowers or to weeds. ↗

— Daniel D. Palmer

#flowers #grow #like #little #seeds

All things by immortal power. Near of far, to each other linked are, that thou canst not stir a flower without troubling of a star. ↗

— Francis Thompson

#canst #each #far #flower #immortal

With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures and some books, I live without envy. ↗

— Lope de Vega

#dozen #envy #few #flowers #garden

Overall, the anarchy was the most creative of all periods of Japanese culture for in it there appeared the greatest landscape painting, the culmination of the skill of landscape gardening and the arts of flower arrangement, and the No drama. ↗

— J. M. Roberts

#appeared #arrangement #arts #creative #culmination

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him. ↗

— Auguste Rodin

#bending #blossoms #carry #confidant #cordial

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. ↗

— Theodore Roethke

#deep #flowers #keep #light #roots

An Evening Air I go out in the grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. I go out into the hard loneliness of the barren field of grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. In the gathering darkness a long, swift train suddenly Passes me like a lighting. Hard and ponderous and loud are the wheels. As ponderous as the darkness, and as beautiful. I look on, enchanted, and listen to the sounds of lamentation In the soft fragrant air. The long rails, grey-dark, smooth as a serpent, shiver, and A soft, low thing cries out in the distance, But the sounds are hard and heavy, In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. ↗

— Samar Sen

#flowers #night #beauty

Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. ↗

— Luther Burbank

#always #better #flowers #food #happier