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Tag Name "Flower" (2175)

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God will reward you,' he said. 'You must be an angel since you care for flowers.
Victor Hugo
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Life is a flower of which love is honey.
Victor Hugo
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God will bless you,' said he, 'you are an angel since you take care of the flowers.' 'No,' she replied. 'I am the devil, but that's all the same to me.
Victor Hugo
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A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.
Victor Hugo
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In my old age there is a coming into flower. My body wanes my mind waxes.
Victor Hugo
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In the relations of man with the animals, with the flowers, with all the objects of creation, there is a whole great ethic, scarcely perceived as yet, which will at length break through into the light, and which will be the corollary and the complement to human ethics.
Victor Hugo
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Everything speaks: the flowing airstream and the sailing halycon, the blade of grass, the flower, the bud, the element did you imagine the universe to be otherwise?
Victor Hugo
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The birds brought seeds & flowers & bits of brightly colored string & placed them in her hair while she slept so she would remember the wild joy of spring when she finally awoke.
Brian Andreas
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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.
Anton Chekhov
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The Communists claim that they liberated the Russian people. Yet, when the Great Patriotic War began, these same Russians greeted their foreign invaders with tears, with flowers and with enthusiastic hospitality. What can have brought them to the point at which they would greet even Hitler as their saviour and liberator?
Viktor Suvorov
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... love is too delicate a flower to rise again when one has trampled it under foot.
George Sand
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I have here only made a nosegay of culled flowers, and have brought nothing of my own but the thread that tied them together.
Michel de Montaigne
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A radical generally meant a man who thought he could somehow pull up the root without affecting the flower. A conservative generally meant a man who wanted to conserve everything except his own reason for conserving anything.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
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No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day, . . . . . . No road, no street, no t' other side the way, . . . . . . No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.
Thomas Hood
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If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness.
Andy Rooney
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In Christ we see a maturity of love that flowers in self-sacrifice and forgiveness a maturity of power that never swerves from the ideal of service a maturity of goodness that overcomes every temptation, and, of course, we see the ultimate victory of life over death itself.
Vincent Nichols
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How right it is to love flowers and the greenery of pines and ivy and hawthorn hedges they have been with us from the very beginning.
Vincent Van Gogh
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Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death be like autumn leaves. Rabindranath Tagore What a simple thing death is, just as simple as the falling of an autumn leaf.
Vincent Van Gogh
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Nothing can be more airy and beautiful than the transparent seed-globe-a fairy dome of splendid architecture.
Henry Ward Beecher
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A flower blooms best in a happy pot.
Virginia C. Andrews
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Where have all the flowers gone
Marlene Dietrich
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A beautiful bouquet or a long-lasting flowering plant is a traditional gift for women, but I have recommended that both men and women keep fresh flowers in the home for their beauty, fragrance, and the lift they give our spirits.
Andrew Weil
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All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seed of today.
Croft M. Pentz
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Wine has a drastic, an astringent taste. I cannot help wincing as I drink. Ascent of flowers, radiance and heat, are distilled here to a fiery, yellow liquid. Just behind my shoulder-blades some dry thing, wide-eyed, gently closes, gradually lulls itself to sleep. This is rapture. This is relief.
Virginia Woolf
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