#flowers

I'm susceptible to that sort of thing - to walls and flowers. You can probably get something more from a wall than a person sometimes. It's just put somewhere. ↗

— Ray Davies

#get #i #just #more #person

By cultivating the beautiful we scatter the seeds of heavenly flowers, as by doing good we cultivate those that belong to humanity. ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#belong #cultivate #cultivating #doing #doing good

There's no dearth of kindness In the world of ours; Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers. ↗

— Gerald Massey

#dearth #flowers #gather #kindness #only

Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day - like writing a poem or saying a prayer. ↗

— Anne Morrow Lindbergh

#arranging #bowl #crowded #day #flowers

My studies are going well. The university library is my second home now. They've had to get me a private room because it takes me only a second to absorb the printed page, and curious students invariably gather around me as I flip through my books. ↗

— Daniel Keyes

#flowers-for-algernon #home

I think it's a good thing to have a lot of voices in the media, and I think, you know, let all flowers bloom. ↗

— Cokie Roberts

#bloom #flowers #good #good thing #i

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

— Antonio Porchia

#because #flowers #hope #tomorrow #without

I've always had an inquisitive mind about everything from flowers to television sets to motor cars. Always pulled them apart - couldn't put 'em back, but always extremely interested in how things work. ↗

— Craig Johnston

#about #always #apart #back #cars

The author O. Henry taught me about the value of the unexpected. He once wrote about the noise of flowers and the smell of birds - the birds were chickens and the flowers dried sunflowers rattling against a wall. ↗

— Chuck Jones

#against #author #birds #chickens #dried

I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers. ↗

— Helen Keller

#among #breeze #flowers #i #just