#flowers

If you allow one single germ, one single seed of slavery to remain in the soil of America... that germ will spring up, that noxious weed will thrive, and again stifle the growth, wither the leaves, blast the flowers and poison the fair fruits of freedom. ↗

— Ernestine L. Rose

#allow #america #blast #fair #flowers

Reading music is like listening to flowers. I don't understand the concept. ↗

— Paul Westerberg

#flowers #i #like #listening #music

Let a hundred flowers bloom. ↗

— Mao Zedong

#flowers #hundred

I abhor a hoe. I am fond of flowers but not of dirt, and had rather buy them than cultivate them. ↗

— Lyman Abbott

#am #buy #cultivate #dirt #flowers

An Evening Air I go out in the grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. I go out into the hard loneliness of the barren field of grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. In the gathering darkness a long, swift train suddenly Passes me like a lighting. Hard and ponderous and loud are the wheels. As ponderous as the darkness, and as beautiful. I look on, enchanted, and listen to the sounds of lamentation In the soft fragrant air. The long rails, grey-dark, smooth as a serpent, shiver, and A soft, low thing cries out in the distance, But the sounds are hard and heavy, In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. ↗

— Samar Sen

#flowers #night #beauty

Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. ↗

— Luther Burbank

#always #better #flowers #food #happier

No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#delighting #flowers #fruits #his #man

I've always had an inquisitive mind about everything from flowers to television sets to motor cars. Always pulled them apart - couldn't put 'em back, but always extremely interested in how things work. ↗

— Craig Johnston

#about #always #apart #back #cars

The author O. Henry taught me about the value of the unexpected. He once wrote about the noise of flowers and the smell of birds - the birds were chickens and the flowers dried sunflowers rattling against a wall. ↗

— Chuck Jones

#against #author #birds #chickens #dried

My strength never came from political echelons, it came from the family. And from the fields and the lands and the flowers and everything I see there. My strength came from there. ↗

— Ariel Sharon

#everything #family #fields #flowers #i