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Pain is not love. Love flowers; love gives without taking; love is serene and calm.
True education flowers at the point when delight falls in love with responsibility.
We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.
Send me flowers while I'm alive. They won't do me a damn bit of good after I'm dead.
Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.
Cruelty, as a fine art, has attained its perfect flower in the trained-animal world.
... love is too delicate a flower to rise again when one has trampled it under foot.
The only way I like to see cops given flowers is in a flower pot from a high window.
A Primrose by a river's brim A yellow primrose was to him And it was something more.
Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run.
The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
He who hunts for flowers will finds flowers; and he who loves weeds will find weeds.
My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.
If there were nothing else to trouble us, the fate of the flowers would make us sad.
I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows.
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.
Flowers knew how to preach divinity before men knew how to dissect and botanize them.
Love the fading flowers as much as you love the undifferentiated which lasts forever.
Bow and offer your meditation to Eternity, as you would offer a Flower to your lover.
A sweet new blossom of humanity, fresh fallen from God's own home, to flower on earth
I hate flowers - I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move.
If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for a moment.
O fairest flower! no sooner blown but blasted, Soft silken primrose fading timelessly.
There is material enough in a single flower for the ornament of a score of cathedrals.
People overthink flowers. They are afraid to mix and match, so they don't do anything!
A restaurant with candles and flowers evokes more reveries than the Isle of Bali does.
Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.
Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching.
Flowers and flames. And color. Color as color, not as volume or light - only as color.
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
Whatever is truly alive must die. Look at the flowers; only plastic flowers never die.
A lot of men tend to mix a couple of fragrances and smell like a flower garden. Avoid!
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
...Winter, the aged chief, Mighty in power, Exiles the tender leaf, Exiles the flower.
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes.
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its fragrance on the desert air.
I named all my children after flowers. There's Lillie and Rose and my son, Artificial.
Live not one's life as though one had a thousand years, but live each day as the last.
Love has its roots in sex, but its foliage and flowers are in the pure light of spirit.
The delicate droop of the petals standing out in relief, is like the eyelid of a child.
A beautiful flower does not exist. There's only a moment when a flower looks beautiful.
It's pretty sad that when people see a guy buying flowers, they assume he's in trouble.
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on, could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
Flowers have the greatest talent in converting an ordinary place into a magical palace!
I've avoided work all my life, you see. So, I'm like a bee. I go from flower to flower.
There is no such thing as an ugly accent, like there's no such thing as an ugly flower.
I dislike PASSION FLOWER HOTEL so much I wish I had the money to buy it up and burn it.
The flower is a jumble of thighs, the sun's harem - the most oriental thing imaginable.
And consider: it is loss to which everything flows, absence in which everything flowers
Those flowers were picked by illegal immigrants. And they're not voting for you, b*tch.