"You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming."

Flowers, Spring

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"You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming."

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"As in the rankest soil the most beautiful flowers are grown, so in the dark soil of poverty the choicest flowers of humanity have developed and bloomed."

James Allen, British Author

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"It is with flowers as with moral qualities; the bright are sometimes poisonous; but, I believe, never the sweet."

Augustus Hare, English Writer

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"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, American Author

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"There are always flowers for those who want to see them."

Henri Matisse, French Artist

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"There is no road of flowers leading to glory."

Jean de La Fontaine, French Poet

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"In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers."

Lucretius, Roman Poet

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"Gather the flowers, but spare the buds."

Andrew Marvell, English Writer

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"The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon."

Jean Ingelow, English Poet

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"You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way."

Walter Hagen, American Athlete

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"I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room."

Mercedes McCambridge, American Actress

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Explore more quotes by Pablo Neruda

"I want to see thirstIn the syllables,Tough fireIn the sound;Feel through the darkFor the scream."

Art

"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."

Love

"It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour which the night fastens to all timetables."

Departure

"No one will retrieve my lost heartamidst so many roots, in the bitter freshnessof the sun multiplied by the fury of the water,there the shadow lives that does not travel with me."

Loss

"Las lágrimas que no se lloranesperan en pequeños lagos?O serán ríos invisiblesque corren hacia la tristeza?"

Tears

"Over your breasts of motionless current,over your legs of firmness and water,over the permanence and the prideof your naked hairI want to be, my love, now that the tears arethrowninto the raucous baskets where they accumulate,I want to be, my love, alone with a syllableof mangled silver, alone with a tip of your breast of snow."

Sensuality

"I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrence risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. and: No one can stop the river of your hands, your eyes and their sleepiness, my dearest. You are the trembling of time, which passes between the vertical light and the darkening sky. and: From the stormy archipelagoes I brought my windy accordian, waves of crazy rain, the habitual slowness of natural things: they made up my wild heart."

Passion

"While I'm writing, I'm far away;and when I come back, I've gone."

Writing

"Donde termina el arco iris,en tu alma o en el horizonte?Where does the rainbow end,in your soul or on the horizon?"

Wonder

"I had no more alphabetthan the journeying of the swallows,the pure and tiny waterof the small, fiery birdthat dances rising from the pollen."

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