#flower

I think acting is about forgetting yourself in order to give the best of yourself. It's passing through you more than you're creating it. You're not the flower, but the vase which holds the flower. ↗

— Juliette Binoche

#acting #best #creating #flower #forgetting

The mare set off for home with the speed of a swallow, and going as smoothly and silently. I never had dreamed of such a motion, fluent and graceful, and ambient, soft as the breeze flitting over the flowers, but swift as the summer lightening. ↗

— Richard Blackmore

#breeze #dreamed #flitting #flowers #fluent

To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour. ↗

— William Blake

#flower #grain #grain of sand #hand #heaven

The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie. ↗

— Louise Bogan

#bourgeoisie #class #exist #fine #flower

Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed. ↗

— Desiderius Erasmus

#fragrance #giving #mind #out #rank

The fact that I can plant a seed and it becomes a flower, share a bit of knowledge and it becomes another's, smile at someone and receive a smile in return, are to me continual spiritual exercises. ↗

— Leo Buscaglia

#another #becomes #bit #continual #exercises

My closest friend, who died not long ago, is buried near Marx's grave in Highgate cemetery, so I see the gaggle of admirers laying roses at the foot of his tombstone regularly. I have never been tempted to leave flowers there myself. Great theories, shame about the practice. Marx did many things. But inventing class was not one of them. ↗

— Alastair Campbell

#admirers #ago #been #buried #cemetery

When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it - a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand - as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there's a clash between the two, it's bad art. ↗

— Marc Chagall

#art #authentic #bad #beside #between

The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs. ↗

— Malcolm De Chazal

#flower #laughs #longer #smiles #vase

Her body calculated to a millimeter to suggest a bud yet guarantee a flower. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#bud #calculated #flower #guarantee #her