quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

A wise quote can only change a wise man! Therefore, wise sayings are for the wise men, not for the fools! The sunflowers turn their face toward the Sun, the fools, toward the darkness!

— Mehmet Murat Ildan

Most Powerful Sunflower quotations

In the morning the sunflower blossoms due to the sun's rays.

This morning I just wanted to remind you that my heart blossoms with love for you everyday I wake up and it is going to do that forever.

All flowers are beautiful in their own way, and that's like women too.

Her smile put the sunflower to shame.

Because a rose can never be a sunflower, and a sunflower can never be a rose.

Make it like a sunflower.

The sunflower is a favorite emblem of constancy

The morning glories and the sunflowers turn naturally toward the light, but we have to be taught, it seems.

Light-enchanted sunflower, thou Who gazest ever true and tender On the sun's revolving splendour.

we're all golden sunflowers inside.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

Big doesn't necessarily mean better. Sunflowers aren't better than violets.

The earth paints a portrait of the sun at dawn with sunflowers in bloom.

Unhappy with the portrait, she erases it and paints it again and again.

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.

I chose a sunflower because when darkness descends they close up to regenerate.

But I really wish I'd never had the tattoo in the first place. Clean, clear skin is always better.

True friends are like bright sunflowers that never fade away, even over distance and time

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals.

Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others are plain, honest and upright, like the broad faced sunflower and the hollyhock.

The American Indian is of the soil, whether it be the region of forests, plains, pueblos, or mesas. He fits into the landscape, for the hand that fashioned the continent also fashioned the man for his surroundings. He once grew as naturally as the wild sunflowers, he belongs just as the buffalo belonged.

From the animist point of view, humans belong in a sacred place because they themselves are sacred. Not sacred in a special way, not more sacred than anything else, but merely as sacred as anything else -- as sacred as bison or salmon or crows or crickets or bears or sunflowers.

My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird - equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.

Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold;

But friendship is the rose, with sweets in every fold.

I want to be like a sunflower; so that even on the darkest days I will stand tall and find the sunlight.

Pick up a sunflower and count the florets running into its centre, or count the spiral scales of a pine cone or a pineapple, running from its bottom up its sides to the top, and you will find an extraordinary truth: recurring numbers, ratios and proportions.

There is no friend like the old friend, who has shared our morning days, No greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise: Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold; But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.

My will broke at the sound of his voice, and my head turned with as much inevitability as a sunflower turning its face to the sun.

The cops drive by to do some more good deeds A young black male spits a sunflower seed in the air.

Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!

I would much rather end up a fertiliser under a sunflower which is eventually made into sunflower seed oil so that instead of nibbling me in her prawn cocktail, the pretty girl will rub me on her bristols as she suns herself on a beach in the Caribbean.

Man would not be man if his dreams did not exceed his grasp.

.. If I remember the sunflower forest it is because from its hidden reaches man arose. The green world is his sacred center. In moments of sanity he must still seek refuge there.

There was the gaudy patch of sunflowers beside the west gate of the palace of the Prince of Ombria, that did nothing all day long but turn their golden-haired, thousand-eyed faces to follow the sun.

Not only does a lens distort forms, but the ordinary plate makes an unholy mess of colour in its tone relations. Yellow becomes black, and blue white. Black sunflowers against a white sky - what a travesty!

I faced the gaudy sunflower on her canvas bag -- it looked hand-painted and at last my eyes fell into hers. I said, 'Thanks for the card.' Her smile put the sunflower to shame. She walked off.

The Sunflow'r, thinking 'twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t' excuse the blame; It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.

Good-by, Good-by, world. Good-by, Grover's Corners... Mama and Papa. Good-by to clocks ticking... and Mama's sunflowers. And food and coffee. And new-ironed dresses and hot baths...and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you're too wonderful for anybody to realize you.

I'm thinking waiters and waitresses are going to be bracing for more customers coming in going, not just kind of where is that beef from, but, like, where is that vanilla from and what's up with that sunflower oil? Is it organic or not and how many pesticides?