#flower

You can purify your existence by feeling deep within yourself a beautiful rose or lotus, or any other flower that you like. A flower is all purity. Try to identify yourself with the consciousness of the flower or with the purity of the flower. Today it is imagination, but if you continue imagining for five days, or ten days, or a month or two, then you are bound to see and feel the flower within you. First you may feel it, then you are bound to see the existence of the flower, and then automatically the fragrance and the purity of the flower will enter into you to purify you. ↗

— Sri Chinmoy

#imagination #purity #beauty

The flower is a jumble of thighs, the sun's harem - the most oriental thing imaginable. ↗

— Malcolm De Chazal

#harem #imaginable #jumble #most #oriental

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same. ↗

— Helen Keller

#delight #flower #fragrance #garden #i

Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#bradbury #summer #flowers

This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountain down. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#time #flowers

Percy!” he bellowed. He dropped his broom and ran at me. If you’ve never been charged by an enthusiastic Cyclops wearing a flowered apron and rubber cleaning gloves, I’m telling you, it’ll wake you up quick. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#tyson #flowers

since the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be afraid ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#flowers #poetry #flowers

I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me... ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#flowers

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one. ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#sun #flowers

Yes, when I get big and have my own home, no plush chairs and lace curtains for me. And no rubber plants. I'll have a desk like this in my parlor and white walls and a clean green blotter every Saturday night and a row of shining yellow pencils always sharpened for writing and a golden-brown bowl with a flower or some leaves or berries always in it and books . . . books . . . books. . . . ↗

— Betty Smith

#reading #flowers