If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Mouth-watering Garden Love quotations
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and a richness to life that nothing else can bring.
The heart is like a garden. It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?
Are you ready to cut off your head and place your foot on it? If so, come;
Love awaits you! Love is not grown in a garden, nor sold in the marketplace; whether you are a king or a servant, the price is your head, and nothing less. Yes, the cost of the elixir of love is your head! Do you hesitate? 0 miser, It is cheap at that price!
Are you ready to cut off your head and place your foot on it? If so, come;
Love awaits you! Love is not grown in a garden, nor sold in the marketplace; whether you are a king or a servant, the price is your head, and nothing less. Yes, the cost of the elixir of love is your head! Do you hesitate? 0 miser, It is cheap at that price!
Grief can be the garden of compassion.
If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.
There are some things, after all, that Sally Owens knows for certain: Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.
If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for a moment.
My hobbies are cooking and gardening, especially growing orchids.
I love soccer, my husband and I support a British team called Chelsea, and I also enjoy tennis. We have 3 cats.
Your family and your love must be cultivated like a garden.
Time, effort, and imagination must be summoned constantly to keep any relationship flourishing and growing.
The goal of life is living in agreement with nature.
Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.
As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
A garden is a grand teacher... above all it teaches entire trust.
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer's year.
It brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul.
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends.
The lesson I have thoroughly learnt, and wish to pass on to others, is to know the enduring happiness that the love of a garden gives.
The love of gardening is a seed once sown that never dies.
Flowers don't worry about how they're going to bloom.
They just open up & turn toward the light & that makes them beautiful.
Milan, for me, is a city of discovery.
You can find some amazing gardens behind some great houses; I also love finding beautiful galleries and incredible shops, but you have to explore. And the food is amazing.
Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.
Somewhere the sense makes copper roses steel roses — The rose carried weight of love but love is at an end — of roses It is at the edge of the petal that love waits.
Gardens... should be like lovely, well-shaped girls: all curves, secret corners, unexpected deviations, seductive surprises and then still more curves.
The world is a great mirror. It reflects back to you what you are. If you are loving, if you are friendly, if you are helpful, the world will prove loving and friendly and helpful to you. The world is what you are.
Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday.
It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.
As for rosemary, I let it run all over my garden walls, not only because my bees love it but because it is the herb sacred to remembrance and to friendship, whence a sprig of it hath a dumb language.
That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ.
And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.
I don't hold that everybody has to love fashion. Some people like gardening.
Gardeners, I think, dream bigger dreams than Emperor's.