Petal Quotes

“Let us find inner freedom in each lucky moment that we encounter, like a sun-basking butterfly that finds peace on a cherry blossom petal. (“I seek you”)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Once our imagination starts collapsing and the fragrant blossoms of our inspiration are wilting, petal after petal, our awareness may shake to its foundations, but nothing might deter us if we find the strength to rediscover the path back to the undifferentiated groundedness of our being and the essence of our roots.
("One drink after work.")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.”
― Don Marquis

“Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them”
― Munia Khan

“Everyone was a rose but even more complex than a mere flower. Everyone was made up of infinitely layered petals. And everyone had something indescribably precious at the heart of their being.
No one was shallow. Not really.”
― Mary Balogh, A Secret Affair

“Behave like the flower; it blooms with its own petals without bothering to take the colour of another flower’s petals. You can excel with what you have!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Daily Drive 365

“A book about books is like a poem about poetry:

Books are knowledge, paid for, all.
Readers - horses in a stall.
Stallions should always run.
Lest they stale become, in turn.

Running waters are most clear.
In some books, you disappear –
lose yourself, and track of time.
How I wish that one was mine...

Mine, to have, to write, to read...
Mine, just like a flying steed.
Mine, forever, - to improve.
Would I then, of me, approve?

I would not, I can't... myself.
I'm but dust, swept off a shelf.
Fly, can I, just 'til I'm settled,
down, beside my flower, petalled.”
― Will Advise, Nothing is here...

“She has lived and loved! There is no folded petal, no latent dewdrop, in this perfectly developed rose!”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne

“Flowers enshrine my heart between their petals; that's why my heartbeats love them so much”
― Munia Khan

“She never liked
to be called pretty -
for she was a wildflower.
Roaming alone through deep woods
not caring if she would lose one of her petals.”
― Laura Chouette

“He grinned, teeth and dimples and freckles moving like dust in a ray of sunlight. "Ayup, petal."

Oh”
― Alexis Hall, Waiting for the Flood

“Children are like soft petals. One wrong pluck and they are damaged forever.”
― Nikita Dudani

“That was how she felt. Like a petal clinging to its stem, hopeful of staying, fearful of being cast away.”
― Amanda Tero, Befriending the Beast

“The petals of their lips don't have the thorn of bodies. (Les pétales de leur lèvres N'ont pas l'épine des corps)”
― Charles de Leusse

“You are a flower
which opens
petal by petal
in you I find
meaning of
life...”
― Avijeet Das

“As new flowers grow, the old petals fall off.
As you move forward in life, you begin to lose some friends.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“Color is the soul’s softest whisper,... a tender touch in darkness, yet it reveals itself neither through fragility nor delicacy,... but through a pronounced courage.” ― Jayita Bhattacharjee”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“One’s like a closed bud, and most of what one reads and does has no effect at all; but there are certain things that have a peculiar significance for one, and they open a petal; and the petals open one by one; and at last the flower is there.”
― William Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage

“She knew this rose petal was from that same rose and that John had saved it all this time. A link through eternity, despite all the odds, all the obstacles – their hearts connected, entwined forever.”
― Mike Hockney, Prohibition A

“To be as tender as a petal, and let the love smell in the air is the audacious beauty of the heart.....”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“You may burn the pages but the story still remains. You may tear the petals but the fragrance still remains.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“Every petal tells the story of how a bud blossomed into a flower, pushing through the night and opening in dawn. This is how the petals open, from the grey gloom into a youthful spring.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“You may tear the petals, but the scent still remains. You may close the story, but the ink still remains.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“You may tear the petals, but the scent still remains. You may close the chapter, but the ink still remains. The unfinished melodies keep playing in the breeze.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee