Crystals grew inside rock like arithmetic flowers. They lengthened and spread, added plane to plane in an awed and perfect obedience to an absolute geometry that even stones maybe only the stones understood.
I sent my flowers across the hall to Mrs Nixon but her husband remembered what a Democrat I am and sent them back.
The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all directions.
I am following Nature without being able to grasp her, I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
Praised be You, my Lord, through our Sister, Mother Earth, who sustains and governs us, producing varied fruits with coloured flowers and herbs.
From a child, I had an inordinate desire for knowledge and especially music, painting, flowers, and the sciences, Algebra being one of my favorite studies.
I hate flowers I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move.
I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers.
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.
One of the best ways to see tree flowers is to climb one of the tallest trees and to get into close, tingling touch with them, and then look broad.