Love is the flower you've got to let grow.
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
God is like a beautiful flower blooming in nature. He is easy to walk by and not notice but for those who stop to enjoy His elegance and grace their day becomes brighter.
Just as a flower gives out its fragrance to whomsoever approaches our uses it, so love from within us radiates towards everybody and manifests as spontaneous service.
A flower falls, even though we love it; and a weed grows, even though we do not love it.
All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind.
And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see - or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
If God is a flower, you should feel yourself a bee that sucks its honey;.
An old man in love is like a flower in winter.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old Time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
He is happiest who hath power to gather wisdom from a flower.
Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
If, instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.
I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It's so fuckin' heroic.
I wanted to know the name of every stone and flower and insect and bird and beast. I wanted to know where it got its color, where it got its life -- but there was no one to tell me.
I said to myself -- I'll paint what I see -- what the flower is to me but I'll paint it big and they will be surprised into taking time to look at it -- I will make even busy New Yorkers take time to see what I see of flowers.
A sweet new blossom of humanity, fresh fallen from God's own home, to flower on earth.
He was of those who hypnotize themselves, who glow with self-creation, who flower and bloom without pollen.
As fragrance abides in the flower As reflection is within the mirror, So does your Lord abide within you, Why search for him without?
O God, my mind is fascinated with Thy lotus feet as the bumble-bee with the flower; night and day I thirst for them.
Just living is not enough... One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
I held a moment in my hand, brilliant as a star, fragile as a flower, a tiny sliver of one hour. I dripped it carelessly, Ah! I didn't know, I held opportunity.
A flower unblown; a book unread; A tree with fruit unharvested; A path untrod - A landscape whose wide border lies In silent shade 'neath silent skies; A wondrous fountain yet unsealed; - This is the Year that for you waits Beyond to-morrow's mystic.
It was as though he had cut up the sky, melted down a flower garden, tossed in some jewels and made it into glass.