#flower

Miriam - I'll give you any flowers you want!' Rhapsodising over the thousand scents of her body, I exclaimed: 'I'll grow orchids from your hands, roses from your breasts. You can have magnolias in your hair...!' 'And in my heart?' 'In your womb I'll set a fly-trap! ↗

— J.G. Ballard

#j-g-ballard #sex #unlimited-dream-company #dreams

Intelligence and education that hasn't been tempered by human affection isn't worth a damn. ↗

— Daniel Keyes

#education #flowers-for-algernon #intelligence #education

In the immortal words of myself, "If our destiny stems from our name, then I weep for the flower named Wilt." Likewise, if cyborgs one day come to be viewed as so human-like that they are accepted as equals, then I cry for the cyborg named Mel T. Down. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#cyborgs #destiny #equals #flower #human

It's strange to describe reading a book as a really great experience, but that's kind of how it felt. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#experience

I would die for you, but I won’t live for you. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#inspirational #life #quotes #quotes-that-makes-sense #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower

How strange it is that people of honest feelings and sensibility who would not take advantage of a man born without arms or legs or eyes - how such people think nothing of abusing a man born with low intelligence. ↗

— Daniel Keyes

#intelligence

The lotus is the most beautiful flower, whose petals open one by one. But it will only grow in the mud. In order to grow and gain wisdom, first you must have the mud --- the obstacles of life and its suffering. ... The mud speaks of the common ground that humans share, no matter what our stations in life. ... Whether we have it all or we have nothing, we are all faced with the same obstacles: sadness, loss, illness, dying and death. If we are to strive as human beings to gain more wisdom, more kindness and more compassion, we must have the intention to grow as a lotus and open each petal one by one. ↗

— Goldie Hawn

#depression #flower #growth #illness #kindness

Flowers are like the sweet babies of the nature; they make us to smile. ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#nature

Royal summoned mourners. They came from the village, from the neighboring hills and, wailing like dogs at midnight, laid siege to the house. Old women beat their heads against the walls, moaning men prostrated themselves: it was the art of sorrow, and those who best mimicked grief were much admired. After the funeral everyone went away, satisfied that they'd done a good job. ↗

— Truman Capote

#funeral #grief #house #phonies #satisfaction

What a lovely thing a rose is!" He walked past the couch to the open window and held up the drooping stalk of a moss-rose, looking down at the dainty blend of crimson and green. It was a new phase of his character to me, for I had never before seen him show any keen interest in natural objects. "There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary as religion," said he, leaning with his back against the shutters. "It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner. Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its color are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#flowers #goodness #hope #nature #providence