Blooming Quotes

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

The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to bloom. (“A Story About The Most Important Thing”)

This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.

Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on, for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.

She seemed to belong to that pagan, primitive kingdom of birds and forests where everything was infinitely abundant, wild, blooming, and royal in its perpetual decay, death, and rebirth; illicit and clashing with the human world.

All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seed of today.

This life of ours...human life is like a flower gloriously blooming in a meadow: along comes a goat, eats it up---no more flower.

I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you.

Purity of heart is blooming the same colors in the middle of the wilderness when no one sees you.

A pear tree is blooming, by a collapsed house, on an old battlefield.

Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.

Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray, With joyous musick wake the dawning day.

Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May New blooming blossoms neath the sun are born, And all poor April's charms are swept away.

I privately say to you, old friend... please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).

For the most part we do not first see, and then define, we define first and then see. In the great blooming, buzzing confusion of the outer world we pick out what our culture has already defined for us, and we tend to perceive that which we have picked out in the form stereotyped for us by our culture.

God is to be recognized in all that exists, all that is charming, suffering, blooming or drooping.

If all fools wore white hoods, any crowd would look like a field of blooming buckwheat.

Medicine, likewise, because it deals with things, has always been for our serener circles a Cinderella, blooming maid as happily as she has grown nevertheless.

This is how we know we are in a loving relationship. We are blooming, and the one we love is blooming as well.

Time is a blooming field: nature is ever teeming with life: and all is seed, and all is fruit.

When you've been at it for as long as we have, you go through fallow periods and blooming ones, and you know when you're on a roll and you learn how to keep it rolling for as long as you can.