#flowers

I had a go at changing history - maybe not all by myself - I fought at the battle of Normandy, I slogged through the Ardennes, and I celebrated the liberation of Paris on the streets with beautiful French girls throwing flowers at me. I said good-bye to my first true love and discovered what I really wanted to do with my life. ↗

— LeRoy Neiman

#beautiful #celebrated #changing #discovered #first

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

— Daniel D. Palmer

#flowers #grow #like #little #seeds

I love fresh flowers for my home. I spend far too much money on them, buying them almost every day. ↗

— Billie Piper

#buying #day #every #every day #far

Since she got a cause and stopped being funny. I think she's real funny, but lately it's all been hearts and flowers and tears and saving teenagers and creating a role model. And that ain't funny. No giggles there. ↗

— Andy Richter

#being #being funny #cause #creating #flowers

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

It's all about creation and surprise. It just needs to be appreciated and watered like flowers. You have to water flowers. These peaks will come again. ↗

— Sonny Rollins

#again #appreciated #come #creation #flowers

If you allow one single germ, one single seed of slavery to remain in the soil of America... that germ will spring up, that noxious weed will thrive, and again stifle the growth, wither the leaves, blast the flowers and poison the fair fruits of freedom. ↗

— Ernestine L. Rose

#allow #america #blast #fair #flowers

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

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow. ↗

— Antonio Porchia

#because #flowers #hope #tomorrow #without