By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.
Enjoying the bouquet while resisting the wine." -Edward
My plastic surgeon ... said my face looked like a bouquet of elbows.
I privately say to you, old friend... please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).
I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else.
I decided to come back and teach goodness in this business. To teach love, because music is the universal language. We are God's bouquet, and through music we become one.
I love fresh flowers for my home. I spend far too much money on them, buying them almost every day.
A true preacher is best measured not by how many bouquets have been pinned on him but by how many brickbats have been pitched at him. Prophets have been on the receiving end of mud more than medals.
Wouldn't it be well to give some of your bouquets before a man dies, and not go and load down his coffin? He can't enjoy them then.
I personally love mini bouquets randomly throughout my bathroom and my dressing room. I'll put a small bouquet on a dresser or on a round marble table in my bathroom next to the sink.
Roses are my favourite flower, and my mum always grew a lot of them.
If dandelions were hard to grow, they would be most welcome on any lawn.
you are yesterday's bouquet so sadly raided
I love sending flowers! It's the best.
To me, flowers are happiness.
Now come the whispers bearing bouquets of moonbeams and sunlight tremblings.
Nosegays! leave them for the waking, Throw them earthward where they grew Dim are such, beside the breaking Amaranths he looks unto. Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
I've always loved flowers, as a little girl I'd collect flower objects and little flower books. Now I love flowers on my night table and on my desk.
Even the disappointing diffusion of a sheer curtain can suggest the most colorful bouquet of unspeakable secrets.
Miss Marilyn Monroe calls to mind the bouquet of a fireworks display, eliciting from her awed spectators an open-mouthed chorus of ohs and ahs.
I don't think men get enough flowers. A deeper pink or red peonies are my favorite. But I'll take anything, really.
