#356: Old man’s beard
‘Now I know the difference between a father’s rough beard and a young man’s untried bristles.’ – Steven Chopade
‘Now I know the difference between a father’s rough beard and a young man’s untried bristles.’ – Steven Chopade
Flowers by streetlight.
‘But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.’ – Anne Brontë
‘Did the harebell loose her girdle To the lover bee?’ – Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems
‘In joy or sadness flowers are our constant friends.’ – Okakura Kakuzō, The Book Of Tea
‘I love you like the plant that does not bloom and carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers,’ – Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
‘He was comparing you to the butterflies that you both adore and cherish, and he said you were special for the same reasons: you were rare, exotic and entirely you.’ – Cecelia Ahern, One Hundred Names
‘The flower is here, so let’s dance here.’ – Amjad Nasser
‘Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.’ – F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”… “It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine.” – Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden It seems a bit early for spring, but the flowers have started blooming already in my parents’ garden.