quote by Phillis Wheatley

Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies, Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies: The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays, On ev'ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays; Harmonious lays the feather'd race resume, Dart the bright eye, and shake the painted plume.

— Phillis Wheatley

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Leaf quote Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.

Around us, life bursts with miracles, a glass of water, a ray of sunshine, a leaf, a caterpillar, a flower, laughter, raindrops.

The spring is fresh and fearless And every leaf is new, The world is brimmed with moonlight, The lilac brimmed with dew. Here in the moving shadows I catch my breath and sing - My heart is fresh and fearless And over-brimmed with spring.

Leaf quote Friends are like four-leaf- clovers, hard to find, but lucky to have

Friends are like four-leaf- clovers, hard to find, but lucky to have

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Love all God's creation, the whole and every grain of sand of it.

Love every leaf, every ray of God's light. Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.

Fall in love so madly that every leaf whispers words of love to your lover.

Every raindrop explodes with only one word as it hits the Earth.

Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God manifests in you outwardly.

Whatever the root of the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and the leaf.

If you take any flower you please and look it over and turn it about and smell it and feel it and try to find out all its little secrets, not of flower only but of leaf, bud and stem as well, you will discover many wonderful things. This is how you make friends with plants, and very good friends you will find them to the end of our lives.

There are three types of biomimicry - one is copying form and shape, another is copying a process, like photosynthesis in a leaf, and the third is mimicking at an ecosystem's level, like building a nature-inspired city.

Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.

With time and patience, the mulberry leaf becomes satin.

It is a time of quiet joy, the sunny morning.

When the glittery dew is on the mallow weeds, each leaf holds a jewel which is beautiful if not valuable. This is no time for hurry or for bustle. Thoughts are slow and deep and golden in the morning.

My way of life Is fall'n into the sear and yellow leaf.

Art is the flower... life the green leaf.

If your blood is formed from eating the foods I teach [fruits and green-leaf vegetables] your soul will shout for joy and triumph over all misery of life. For the first time you will feel a vibration of vitality through your body (like a slight electric current) that shakes you delightfully.

In a forest of a hundred thousand trees, no two leaves are alike.

And no two journeys along the same path are alike.

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;

Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;

Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

The reason so many people never get anywhere in life is because when opportunity knocks, they are out in the backyard looking for four-leaf clovers.

Caught like a leaf in the wind Lookin' for a friend Where can you turn Whisper the words of a prayer and you'll find Him there Arms open wide, love in His eyes Jesus - He meets you where you are Jesus - He heals your secret scars All the love you're looking for is Jesus The friend of a wounded heart

Is not disease the rule of existence? There is not a lily pad floating on the river but has been riddled by insects. Almost every shrub and tree has its gall, oftentimes esteemed its chief ornament and hardly to be distinguished from the fruit. If misery loves company, misery has company enough. Now, at midsummer, find me a perfect leaf or fruit.

A single leaf working alone provides no shade.

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.

I have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should accompany old age, as honor, love, obedience, troops of friends I must not look to have.

Gary Cooper was a good friend. He was a great nature lover. He was like an American Indian, he knew every leaf that was turned over. It was an education to go for a walk with him.

Anyone can love a rose, but it takes a lot to love a leaf.

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first stealing flight, like a spy, through the ripening country-side, and, with feigned sympathy for those who droop with August heat, puts her cool cloak of bracing air about leaf and flower and human shoulders.

I turn over a new leaf every day. But the blots show through.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

Well pleaseth me the sweet time of Easter. That maketh the leaf and the flower come out.

That's death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your hearts, alert your senses, and pay attention. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice all the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. Qualcuno ti ama. Somebody loves you.

My life is like a faded leaf, My harvest dwindled to a husk: Truly my life is void and brief And tedious in the barren dusk; My life is like a frozen thing, No bud nor greenness can I see: Yet rise it shall - the sap of Spring; O Jesus, rise in me.

Some people need a fig-leaf on their mouths.

There is an eternal love between the water drop and the leaf.

When you look at them, you can see that they both shine out of happiness.

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