Best 3249 quotes in «flower quotes» category

A flower blooming in a storm is stronger than a tree blossoming under a rainbow.

A flower blooming in the desert proves to the world that adversity, no matter how great, can be overcome.

A flower that refuses to bloom robs the world of its beauty.

A flower. White and whiskered in a fringe of ice. Silken petals held together in a loose grip

A flower will always grow in the direction of the sun because beauty recognises beauty.

A flower always turns its face to light; be likewise.

A flower can only grow through concrete if it believes in itself, not its obstacles.

A flower can't choose the weather, but it can decide to grow.

A flower does not use words to announce its arrival to the world; it just blooms.

A flower’s beauty is birthed in a seed’s ugly struggles.

A flower's soul is made of beauty, which is why it lives on even after it dies.

A flower always turns its face to light; do likewise.

A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.

A flower does not bloom for itself, but for the world; do likewise.

A flower doesn't lose its beauty because weeds mocked it.

A flower earns its honor in the dirt.

A flower has no choice in where it is planted, but does have a choice in the direction it grows.

A flower in a desert still has no reason to envy a thorn in a rainforest.

A flawed rose is better than a flawless dandy lion.

A flower does not diminish in beauty, no matter how many weeds envy it.

A flower does not fulfill its destiny until it blooms, and a star does not fulfill its destiny until it shines.

A flower must bloom inside first before revealing its beauty to the world.

A flower, no matter how beautiful, still has to grow in dirt.

A flower takes a while to grow, but can die in an instant; this is how it is with trust.

A garden's beauty never lies in one flower.

A good teacher is like a flower that spreads its fragrance and attracts others :-) -

Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.

Al salir del velorio había movido una taza vacía frente a mí. Había dicho: «He leído su suerte en el café». Yo iba hacia la puerta, entre las otras muchachas y oía la voz de él, honda, convincente, apacible: «Cuente siete estrellas y soñará conmigo». Al pasar junto a la puerta vimos al niño de Paloquemado en la cajita, la cara cubierta con polvos de arroz, una rosa en la boca y los ojos abiertos con palillos. Febrero nos mandaba tibias bocanadas de su muerte y en el cuarto flotaba el vaho de los jazmines y las violetas tostadas por el calor. Pero en el silencio del muerto, la otra voz era constante y única: «Recuérdelo bien. Nada más que siete estrellas».

An ugly flower is still worth more than a beautiful thistle.

Always be friendly, always be kind, Like the most beautiful flower that you can find.

Anybody can be a flower! Yes, you can be a flower too! Just be gentle and innocent; give no harm to anyone! And now you are a flower!

Anyone can love a rose, but only a saint can love its thorns.

A rose does not lose its beauty because it is covered with thorns.

A pink rose among a thousand white daisies stands out; be likewise.

A rose does not answer its enemies with words, but with beauty.

A rose with ten thousand thorns is still more valuable than a daisy without even one.

A rose does not lose sleep because it was mocked by weeds.

A rose does not need to boast of what the whole world already knows; its beauty.

A rose is honored for its beauty, not its size.

A rose is still a rose, even if it has only one petal left.

A rose, no matter how beautiful, still has to contend with thorns.

Aside the narrow path leading from the house entrance door to the wicket, the perennials like variegated carnations and creamy color spots of pyrethrum made a curvy line looking like a kind of flowery brook falling into the odorous ocean of phloxes at the gate.

A pink rose among a thousand white daisies stand out; be likewise.

A rose’s beautiful scent is extracted only when it is crushed.

A rose does not diminish in beauty because it has thorns.

A rose's prick is better than a daisy's kiss.

A rose started off a bud, a bird started off an egg, and a forest started off a seed.

A rose that grows without a thorn is robbed of its beauty.

A seed is happy when it becomes a root, a root is happy when it becomes a bud, a bud is happy when it becomes a stem, and a stem is happy when it becomes a flower.

As the flower blooms in spring, compassion grows in mindfulness.