Celia Thaxter (Celia Laighton Thaxter) Quotes
To stand by the beds at sunrise and see the flowers awake is a heavenly delight.
Celia Thaxter
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Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
Walt Whitman
But these young scholars who invade our hills, Bold as the engineer who fells the wood, And travelling often in the cut he makes, Love not the flower they pluck, and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Imagining the flower-pot attacked itThe kitten flung the violets near and farAnd yet, who knows? This morning, as I backed it,My car was set upon by a parked car.
Vikram Seth
A foot more light, a step more true,Ne'er from the heath-flower dash'd the dew.
Walter Scott
It sometimes strikes me how immensely fortunate I am that each day should take its place in my life, either reddened with the rising and setting sun, or refreshingly cool with deep, dark clouds, or blooming like a white flower in the moonlight. What untold wealth!
Rabindranath Tagore
Awakening hope has named the nameOf love, or blown its spark to flame.Restlessness, but as the winds rangeFrom leaf to leaf, from flower to flower;Changefulness, but as rainbows change,From colour'd sky to sunlit hour.Ay, well indeed may minstrel sing,-What have the heart and year like spring?
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
There's gonna' be a lotta slow singin' and flower bringin' if my burglar alarm starts ringin'.
The Notorious B.I.G.
The flower of olden sanctities.
Coventry Patmore
It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morningWhen the light drips through the shutters like the dew,I arise, I face the sunrise,And do the things my fathers learned to do.Stars in the purple dusk above the rooftopsPale in a saffron mist and seem to die,And I myself on a swiftly tilting planetStand before a glass and tie my tie.
Conrad Aiken
Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower.
Albert Camus
Life after all is made up of eating and sleeping, of meeting and saying good-by to friends, of reunions and farewell parties, of tears and laughter, of having a haircut once in two weeks, of watering a potted flower and watching one’s neighbor fall off his roof.
Lin Yutang
Like the dawn upon a dream Slowly through the scented gloom Crept once more the ruddy gleam O'er the friendly nursery room. There, before our waking eyes, Large and ghostly, white and dim, Dreamed the Flower that never dies, Opening wide its rosy rim.
Alfred Noyes
