Best 50 quotes in «blooming quotes» category

Blooming under a cold moon, we are like fireworks... Rising, shining, and finally scattering and fading. So until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks... Lets us sparkle brightly, Always.

For the most part we do not first see, and then define, we define first and then see. In the great blooming, buzzing confusion of the outer world we pick out what our culture has already defined for us, and we tend to perceive that which we have picked out in the form stereotyped for us by our culture.

Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May New blooming blossoms neath the sun are born, And all poor April's charms are swept away.

Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray, With joyous musick wake the dawning day.

God is to be recognized in all that exists, all that is charming, suffering, blooming or drooping.

I dream of a quiet man / who explains nothing and defends nothing, but only knows / where the rarest wildflowers / are blooming, and who goes, / and finds that he is smiling / not by his own will.

The indignity of it!- With everything blooming above me, Lilies, pale-pink cyclamen, roses, Whole fields lovely and inviolate,- Me down in the fetor of weeds, Crawling on all fours, Alive, in a slippery grave.

Medicine, likewise, because it deals with things, has always been for our serener circles a Cinderella, blooming maid as happily as she has grown nevertheless.

She seemed to belong to that pagan, primitive kingdom of birds and forests where everything was infinitely abundant, wild, blooming, and royal in its perpetual decay, death, and rebirth; illicit and clashing with the human world.

The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to bloom. (“A Story About The Most Important Thing”)

This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.

This life of ours...human life is like a flower gloriously blooming in a meadow: along comes a goat, eats it up---no more flower.

When you've been at it for as long as we have, you go through fallow periods and blooming ones, and you know when you're on a roll and you learn how to keep it rolling for as long as you can.

Blooming and withering both are inevitable. Let's stay graceful in the process.

Every flower blooms at its own pace.

Once a blooming red rose, full of streaming life in its veins. Now a wilting black petal rupturing with death and pain.

Purity of heart is blooming the same colors in the middle of the wilderness when no one sees you.

This is how we know we are in a loving relationship. We are blooming, and the one we love is blooming as well.

Time is a blooming field: nature is ever teeming with life: and all is seed, and all is fruit.

A daisy blooming in a desert is worth more than a rose blossoming in a rainforest.

In the soul of a lover, it is always spring where flowers of ecstasy are always blooming. Music of love is always playing.

From the ashes I rise. I am blooming into something radiant.

Everyone stops for a giant on a unicycle.

Meditation is blossoming of the prefrontal cortex to overcome the momentum of the nature. It is coming out of the loops of memories, patterns,fears, dreams and anger.

I think that the best kind of change, is the change that comes from the inside and begins it's way out until it emerges on the outside; a change that is born underneath then continues and spreads until it has reached the surface. That's a true change. A powerful change. And I have found that while we are emerging, changing into something glorious; it is actually us becoming who we really are. A water lily is born underneath the water, inside the soil at the bottom of the river or lake. And the water lily has always been a water lily for that whole time that it was sprouting out of the wet soil, reaching up through the dark water towards the sunlight, stretching and grasping for the surface; where it then buds and blooms on the outside in the sunshine. It doesn't bud and bloom on the surface and then try to reach down below into the soil.

In the garden of my heart Flowers of loves were blooming Not just to express the beauty But to spread the fragrance Of happiness.

my garden in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.

Night time You’ll find her there Blooming Like a night rose.

Most folks probably think that gardens only get tended when they're blooming. But most folks would be wrong.

Once the roots of love have grown deep and firm, the flowers will keep on blooming!

Open the bloom of your heart and become a gift of beauty to the world.

Scatter as a prayer escaping my lips... as orchids blooming in clouds.

She is so soft with the scars But it's time for her to bloom To grow To stay in the light Though she is homesick for someone Who is so far away

The spiders will always hatch out of the flowers. But now I like to think about the moments before, when they're just flowers, blooming, and they can be pinched closed, so all that prettiness last a little longer before the inevitable horror comes.

My everlasting Summer fills heart with laughter like a blooming flower... Her diverse sounds is nature's symphony, sprinkle delight, with comfort of ocean breeze which needs no attest.. The unique every moment of soul's revival and its sun to shine...

Roses do not bloom the same time as daisies.

The caterpillar's end is the butterfly's beginning.

Thorns do not keep a rose from blooming, neither should obstacles keep you from success.

When we are smitten, we await love to be “remontant” and to be blooming over and over again”, like remontant roses, with blossoms scenting through all the seasons of life. Passion and patience are to be good allies, though.

You are blooming like the rare flower you are!

this life has been a landscape of pain and still, flowers bloom in it.

You don’t have to remind a flower when its time to bloom is near; it has been preparing for it all of its life.

You must bloom wherever God plants you.

All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seed of today.

America is old tobacco: gold and green. It's lush and literally feels like wealth, like optimism, turn of the century America where everything was blooming.

What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent. The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance. But the sensation of illusion is strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any moment . . . What a soft thoughtful time. In this illusory gloom, like a night-blooming flower, let your imagination bloom in a riot of color.

As long as we persist in our deepest destiny, we will continue to grow.

A pear tree is blooming, by a collapsed house, on an old battlefield.