Lilies Quotes

Lilies Quote of the day

A lily or a rose never pretends, and its beauty is that it is what it is.

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

The rose does best as a rose. Lilies make the best lilies. And look! You - the best you around!

There is a garden in her eyes, where roses and white lilies flow.

It took me time to understand my water lilies. I had planted them for the pleasure of it; I grew them without ever thinking of painting them.

Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair.

Swan flocks of lilies shoreward lying, In sweetness, not in music, dying.

When a baby comes you can smell two things: the smell of flesh, which smells like chicken soup, and the smell of lilies, the flower of another garden, the spiritual garden.

Adrian stood there leaning against the doorframe, watching me with his heart in his eyes. In my chest, my own heart was breaking. On my cheek, the lily reminded me who I was.

So let us not worry, and look instead as it has been taught us to do, as the birds of the air and the lilies of the field, keeping complete faith in Our Father's goodness.

Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses.

Stars open among the lilies. Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens? This is the silence of astounded souls.

The calla lilies are in bloom again.

'O Tiger-lily,' said Alice... 'I wish you could talk!' 'We can talk,' said the Tiger-lily: 'when there's anybody worth talking to."

Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white.

We are all fairies living underneath a leaf of a lily pad.

In my garden the winds have beaten the ripe lilies; in my garden, the salt has wilted the first flakes of young narcissus.

Mary is the lily in God's garden.

As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

Your name is written on my heart, Lily

The world must live. We are only one species among billions. The gods don't love us any more than they love spiders or bears or whales or water lilies.

There is no evolving, only unfolding. The lily is in the bit of dust which is its beginning, lily and nothing but lily: and the lily in blossom is a ne plus ultra: there is no evolving beyond.

God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.

Madame Lily Devalier always asked "Where are you?" in a way that insinuated that there were only two places on earth one could be: New Orleans and somewhere ridiculous.

But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!

The people who influence us are those who have stood unconsciously for the right thing. They are like the stars and the lilies, and the joy of God flows through them all the time.

If you purify the pond, the lilies die

The lilies say: Behold how we Preach without words of purity.

Look to the lilies how they grow!

And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.

I search and can't find myself. I belong in chrysanthemum time, sharp in calla lily elongations. God made my soul into an ornamental thing.

Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises.

I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

Until it seems the whole city will be covered with gold pollen shaken from the bell-towers, lilies plundered with the weight of massive bees . . .

[Lily] "Petunia's hair is too curly to braid," She said conversationally. Oliver wasn't sure why, but that was what finally made him blush.

Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:-- We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf.

Shiny musical instruments wailed, their mouths open like lilies.

The lily and the rose in her fair face striving for precedence.

Like the lily That once was mistress of the field and flourished, I'll hang my head and perish.

Had it lived long, is would have been Lilies without, roses within.

Oh, I would while away the hours, Wanking in the flowers, my heart all full of song, I'd be gliding all the lilies as I waved about my willie, If I only had a schlong.

Misfortune had made Lily supple instead of hardening her, and a pliable substance is less easy to break than a stiff one.

I wish I wasn’t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies.

The fountain of love is the rose and the lily, the sun and the dove.

One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies. "They're straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won't die."

And the stately lilies stand Fair in the silvery light, Like saintly vestals, pale in prayer; Their pure breath sanctifies the air, As its fragrance fills the night.

I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form.

The only Commandment I ever obeyed — 'Consider the Lilies.

Democrats—lily-livered, weasel-assed collaborators.