You always have to remember - no matter what you're told - that God loves all the flowers, even the wild ones that grow on the side of the highway.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
When we look at the flowers, we suddenly forget so many important things. We forget that all flowers die. We forget that winter will come again. We forget that nothing really endures and that, like the flowers that die at the end of the growing season, we'll join them in the cold ground.
After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
Gardeners instinctively know that flowers and plants are a continuum and that the wheel of garden history will always be coming full circle.
Flowers make me irrationally happy.
After all, God is God because he remembers.
Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.
Scatter your flowers as you go; you will never go this way again.
Ah, tell me not that memory sheds gladness o'er the past, what is recalled by faded flowers, save that they did not last?