#flower

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there. ↗

— Francis Thompson

#love #nature-writing #summer #love

Moss is selected to be the emblem of maternal love, because, like that love, it glads the heart when the winter of adversity overtakes us, and when summer friends have deserted us. ↗

— Henrietta Dumont

#love

The sun is a flower, and it burns my goddamn nostrils like the scent of love, which I haven’t tasted since I put on my midnight-black blindfold. I’m just naturally romantic, I guess.
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— Jarod Kintz

#love #romance #romantic #love

I believe in roses. Oh God, yes! I do believe in roses! And I believe in lots and lots and lots of them, too! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#happiness #inspirational-quotes #roses #inspirational

Men are always hanging around the florist in droves to buy flowers for each other's wives. The only thing worse than treachery is tackiness. ↗

— Bauvard

#florists #flowers #funny #humor #marriage

I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#stephen-chbosky #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #inspirational

There are souls which fall from heaven like flowers, but ere they bloom are crushed under the foul tread of some brutal hoof. ↗

— Jean Paul

#brutal #crushed #ere #fall #flowers

When the flower blooms, the bees come uninvited. ↗

— Ramakrishna

#blooms #come #flower #uninvited

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