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.
Annie Dillard

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.
Theodore Roethke

Don't send me flowers when I'm dead. If you like me, send them while I'm alive.
Brian Clough

Earth laughs in flowers.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Evolutionary biologists are not content merely to explain how variation occurs within limits, however. They aspire to answer a much broader question-which is how complex organisms like birds, and flowers, and human beings came into existence in the first place.
Phillip E. Johnson

Flies, worms, and flowers exceed me still.
Isaac Watts

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

Flowers are happy things.
P. G. Wodehouse

Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts.
Sigmund Freud

Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
Henry Ward Beecher

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
Antonio Porchia

Flowers grow out of dark moments.
Corita Kent

Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

For a writer, published works are like fallen flowers, but the expected new work is like a calyx waiting to blossom.
Cao Yu

For me, the vast marvel is to be alive. For man, or for flowers or beast or bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly and perfectly alive.
Al Purdy

For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
Edward Abbey

For there is a sound reasoning upon all flowers. For flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ.
Christopher Smart

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.
Orison Swett Marden

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.
Orison Swett Marden

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
Edvard Munch