Daisy quotes by topic: Divination on daisy, Daisies features, Love and daisies, Roses and daisies, Life and daisies, Spring and daisies, Flowers and daisies, Poetry and daisies, Death and daisies, Sun and daisies, Stars and daisies, Relationship and daisies, Wildflowers and daisies, Women and daisies, People and daisies, Dahlias and daisies, Gardening and daisies, Alice and daisies, etc.
Divination on daisy
The real lucky charm is the daisy with four petals… It never falls on “not at all”. (Patrick Sebastian)
I felt like a child plucking daisy petals: I trust him, I trust him not, I trust him, I trust him not. (Karen Marie Moning)
I tried not to think about him in the garden where I thrice plucked the petals off a daisy to ascertain his feelings for Harriet. I don’t think we should keep daisies in the garden, they really are a drab little flower. (Jane Austen)
In the spring I asked the daisies
If his words were true,
And the clever, clear-eyed daisies
Always knew.
Now the fields are brown and barren,
Bitter autumn blows,
And of all the stupid asters
Not one knows. (Sara Teasdale)
All summer she scattered the daisy leaves;
They only mocked her as they fell.
She said: “The daisy but deceives;
‘He loves me not,’ ‘he loves me well,’
One story no two daisies tell.”
Ah foolish heart, which waits and grieves
Under the daisy’s mocking spell. (Helen Hunt Jackson)
Loves? does not love? I break my hands
and scatter my fingers, breaking them
so they tear, guessing and letting
corollas of oncoming daisies through May
Let the haircut and shaving reveal the gray hair
Let the silver of the years cause a lot,
I hope, faith, shameful prudence will never come
to me, (Vladimir Mayakovsky)
The daisy was plucked twenty times,
it fell twenty times on “not at all”.
And our poor romance has gone bankrupt,
There are days when Cupid doesn’t care.
There are days when Cupid doesn’t care. (Georges Brassens)
Will I love you again,
as I knew how to love once?
Is my heart to blame?
And what will my love be like
when the white fog melts?
Will it be quiet and bright?
Don’t know.
If I could guess by the moon,
like a daisy, cutting it off! (Federico Garcia Lorca)
Lovers (who isn’t naive, loving?)
Have this custom, observed as a rite,
Of going to the meadows to pick the daisy
To make sure that they are loved, and how.
Each petal has its written answer:
A little, a lot, or passionately,
Or not at all… And their vague torment
Of the final word softens or irritates. (Leon Valade)
Daisies features
Daisies are perennials; they always grow back. (A.C. Williams)
They’re so friendly. Don’t you think daisies are the friendliest flower? (Kathleen Kelly)
Daisies, simple and sweet. Daisies are the way to win my heart. (Patrick Rothfuss)
The pyramids of Egypt will not last a moment compared to the daisy. (David Herbert Lawrence)
The daisies weave the floral patterns in the carpet of grass. (Erhard Horst Bellermann)
Daisy: a round mouth that has teeth on all sides. (Jules Renard)
In addition to its marking of natural meadows, the daisy has another advantage: it is very well known to the general public, who have no trouble identifying it. (Olivier Aballain)
Daisies: How many times has the lawn mower walked over them! A few days later they are back with their indestructible optimism. (Ekkehart Mittelberg)
There is a little, dainty flower,
That lifts its golden eye,
Without a single tinge of shame. (Richard Coe)
Love and daisies
Daisies are my favorite flowers because one of them confessed to me that my woman loves me. Even if she wanted to keep it a secret. (Marcel Proust)
I keep stars in my pockets wear daisies in my hair but I tuck you tenderlyin the folds of my heart and take you everywhere. (Melody Lee)
Love vows irritate me, – complained the daisy. – As soon as a sentimental affair begins, – I leave all my petals there. (Georges Brassens)
I would need … daisy love, you know, pretty love, sweet love that nonetheless was ubiquitous in roadside ditches in the summertime, and instead I would get orchid love. Love that needed misting and replanting and pruning and fertilizing and died anyway. (Mary Ann Rivers)
Love is fiery hellish music that makes even the hearts of old people dance. These are daisies, which spread their petals wide at nightfall, this is an anemone that closes from the breath and dies from touch. Such is love. (Alexander Kuprin)
I never want to forget her
The dove my white harbor
O exfoliated daisy
My island in the distance my Desirade
My rose my clove tree. (Guillaume Apollinaire)
I dream of yet another love affair
I dream of putting on my petticoat
once more Saying: “I love you”
Once again losing my bearings
By stripping the leaves of the chrysanthemum
Which is the daisy of the dead. (Georges Brassens)
Roses and daisies
Remember that the humblest of all daisies is more alluring than the proudest and brightest thorn rose that tempts us in spring with its pungent scents and vibrant colors. (Honoré de Balzac)
Daisies. They outlast roses, and they’re tough little flowers. (Carolyn Brown)
The Rose has but a Summer reign,
The daisy never dies. (James Montgomery)
Until we’re pushing up daisies, it might be good to remind ourselves daily that everything’s coming up roses — for me and for you. (Gina Barreca)
Daisies in water are the longest lasting flower you can give to someone. Fact. Buy daisies. Not roses. (Anne Sexton)
The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness. (Therese of Lisieux)
Life and daisies
And I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular. (Mary Oliver)
You have to decide if you’re going to wilt like a daisy or if you’re just going to go forward and live the life that you’ve been granted. (Kevin Costner)
Think of a field of daisies: they bloom, they wither, and in the spring they grow again. Who wants to see the same stupid daisy year after year, especially with a bunch of crappy iron-lung-type equipment bolted to it? (Rudy Rucker)
Life is like a daisy:
you pluck it leaf by leaf, and sometimes
it loves you or it doesn’t. (Alexander Saheb)
Even the daisy,
if it’s about survival,
succeeds in lifting rocks in the fight for light. (Harald Schmid)
Spring and daisies
Now Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o’daisies white Out o’er the grassy lea. (Robert Burns)
April brings the primrose sweet, Scatters daisies at our feet. (Sara Coleridge)
The first signs of spring are already blooming in my garden! Snowdrops, crocuses, daisies, primroses. Flowers are nature’s beautiful words and hieroglyphs to tell us how much she loves us. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)
Fair-handed Spring unbosoms every grace;
Throws out the snowdrop and crocus first,
The daisy, primrose, violet darkly blue,
And polyanthus of unnumbered dyes,
The yellow wallflower, stained with iron brown. (James Thomson)
Flowers and daisies
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Marigolds are orange, The yellow sun has a green thumb, The bells don’t ring, The lupins steal the rich soil, The irises shine in the eyes, Daisy, the scent of the jets ‘like. (Stéphen Moysan)
Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises. (William Wordsworth)
There grew pied wind-flowers and violets, Daisies, those pearl’d Arcturi of the earth, The constellated flower that never sets; Faint oxlips; tender bluebells at whose birth… (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
Methinks that there abides in thee
Some concord with humanity,
Given to no other flower I see
The forest through. (William Wordsworth)
Poetry and daisies
The poet’s darling. (William Wordsworth)
The fairy poet takes a sheet Of moonbeam, silver white; His ink is dew from daisies sweet, His pen a point of light. (Joyce Kilmer)
I do wonder if, in those books back yonder, I ever said sunflower, dandelion, dahlia, fuchsia, or daisy. (Francis Bail Pearson)
Many and many a verse I hope to write,
Before the daisies, vermeil rimm’d and white,
Hide in deep herbage; and ere yet the bees
Hum about globes of clover and sweet peas,
I must be near the middle of my story. (John Keats)
Death and daisies
The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place. (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
I shall soon be laid in the quiet grave – thank God for the quiet grave – O! I can feel the cold earth upon me – the daisies growing over me – O for this quiet – it will be my first. (John Keats)
I think it surprises a lot of people that I’m still around, you know, still – that I’m not pushing up daisies, as they say. (James Taylor)
Soon there would be daisies, wild carrot and all manner of other flowers to delight the bees. What men designated a place of death, nature ever filled with abundant life. (William Savage)
Sun and daisies
Daisies are like sunshine to the ground. (Drew Barrymore)
Their desire was silent yet magnificent, like a thousand daisies attuning their faces toward the path of the sun. (Jeffrey Eugenides)
The daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun. (William Wordsworth)
The Daisy follows soft the Sun—
And when his golden walk is done—
Sits shyly at his feet. (Emily Dickinson)
Stars and daisies
Stars are the daisies that begem the blue fields of the sky. (David Macbeth Moir)
Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green. (Christina Rossetti)
I’ve always looked to the stars and learned to respect the daisies. (Sonja Recknagel)
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he call’d the flowers, so blue and golden,
Stars that on earth’s firmament do shine. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
Relationship and daisies
Daisies, simple and sweet. Daisies are the way to win my heart. (Patrick Rothfuss)
Daisy chains are pretty fragile, and it turns out that families are too. (Cathy Cassidy)
Be careful of words… they can be both daisies and bruises. (Anne Sexton)
The brief silence that follows is as tender as a rainstorm of daisies. (Mathias Malzieu)
Wildflowers and daisies
The flowers didn’t have to be dahlias and roses either, but just the weeds blooming in the fields, the daisies and the yarrow. (Wendell Berry)
I am not a lover of lawns. Rather would I see daisies in their thousands, ground ivy, hawkweed, and even the hated plantain with tall stems, and dandelions with splendid flowers and fairy down, than the too – well-tended lawn. (William Henry Hudson)
Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you ’tis true:
Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,
For ye waft me to summers of old,
When the earth teem’d around me with fairy delight,
And when daisies and buttercups gladden ‘d my sight,
Like treasures of silver and gold. (Thomas Campbell)
Women and daisies
Ah! when girls are interested in daisies, full moons and quarters, love is near, the fall is not far off. But for a single man, with a she-devil of that age, what else to do except marry her off? (Jean Rogissart)
You have beautiful eyes you know? When they’re green, I go there to pick the daisy When they’re blue, I dive into them at the bottom of their navy When they’re black, I mourn my neighbor there When they’re purple, then I pick your violet you have beautiful eyes, you know? (Leo Ferre)
Yet when she saw the girl she felt a thrill of secret satisfaction. This, then, was the woman before whom she was preferred; and Eve’s eyes told her that she could no more be compared with Nelly than a daisy can be compared with a rose! But the poor daisy, growing in life’s highway, unsheltered from the storms of the world, was loved better than the beautiful garden flower. (Sarah Doudney)
People and daisies
If I had my life to live over, I’d pick more daisies. (Don Herold)
One can get just as much exultation in losing oneself in a little thing as in a big thing. It is nice to think how one can be recklessly lost in a daisy. (Anne Morrow Lindbergh)
A little peasant girl who always danced and sang, and who, on Sundays in the spring, made herself wreaths of daisies. (Gérard de Nerval)
Dahlias and daisies
Better a daisy in earth than a dahlia cut and gathered. (Arthur Hugh Clough)
I like flowers as much as the next woman, but I can’t tell a dahlia from a daisy. (Julia Spencer-Fleming)
She is the brilliant dahlia, the pride of the gay parterre; but my Edith is the modest daisy blooming in some sheltered nook. (Effie Afton)
Gardening and daisies
Today people like daisies and elder instead of English lawn and tropical wonders. A lot changes over time. Either way, the garden is fun. (Philomena Lechenbauer)
Claire has a tea-rose, but she didn’t plant it;
Ben has an iris, but I don’t want it.
Daisies, double red daisies for me,
The beautifullest flowers in the garden. (Robert Graves)
Alice and daisies
So she was considering in her own mind… whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies. (Lewis Carroll)
“Never mind!” Alice said in a soothing tone, and stooping down to the daisies, who were just beginning again, she whispered, “If you don’t hold your tongues, I’ll pick you!”
There was silence in a moment, and several of the pink daisies turned white. (Lewis Carroll)
Attitude to daisies
They are my favorite flower. There is something innocent and vulnerable about them as if they thanked you for admiring them. (Anne Sexton)
I make movies. I have a passion. Puppies and daisies don’t accomplish anything. That’s not me at all. (Drew Barrymore)
Marigolds and daisies
Marigolds are the daisies of November. (Walter Savage Landor)
There are golden Marigolds for the sun we live by, and silver Daisies for the stars, and blue Forget-me-nots for summer skies. (Dion Clayton Calthrop)
Beauty and daisies
I saw the daisy displaying her beauties, Her circle enameled with gold, her enchanted rays. (Jean François de Saint-Lambert)
Always have something beautiful in sight, even if it’s just a daisy in a jelly glass. (H. Jackson Brown, Jr.)
Heaven and daisies
Daisies infinite Uplift in praise their little growing hands, O’er every hill that under heaven expands. (Ebenezer Elliott)
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven. (Jean Ingelow)
Bloom and daisies
A daisy doesn’t need the roses’ permission to bloom—and neither do you. (Chris Colfer)
Her Michaelmas daisies and perennial phloxes—flowers of her anxious care—were in full bloom. (Arthur Quiller-Couch)
Nature and daisies
I got daisies in green pastures. (Ira Gershwin)
The river bank was so gay with her sweet, pink-tipped daisies that everybody admired it. (Edith Howes)
Soul and daisies
Daisies are the sunshine of the soul. (Edwin Curran)
the soul stops in front of a daisy (Anke Maggauer-Kirsche)
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