Myrtle Reed Quotes

A beautiful day with the buoyancy of a bird.

He was in love with life as an ant on a summer blade of grass.

In my solitude, many miles from men and houses, I am in a childishly happy and carefree state of mind, which you are incapable of understanding unless someone explains it to you.

Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

Earth laughs in flowers.

My heart is like a singing bird.

All my life through, the new sights of Nature made me rejoice like a child.

Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.

Come clean with a child heart Laugh as peaches in the summer wind Let rain on a house roof be a song Let the writing on your face be a smell of apple orchards on late June.

Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune I saw the white daisies go down to the sea, A host in the sunshine, an army in June, The people God sends us to set our heart free.

I had a dog who loved flowers. Briskly she went through the fields, yet paused for the honeysuckle or the rose, her dark head and her wet nose touching the face of every one with its petals of silk with its fragrance rising into the air where the bees, their bodies heavy with pollen hovered - and easily she adored every blossom not in the serious careful way that we choose this blossom or that blossom the way we praise or don't praise - the way we love or don't love - but the way we long to be - that happy in the heaven of earth - that wild, that loving.

I don't think existence wants you to be serious. I have not seen a serious tree. I have not seen a serious bird. I have not seen a serious sunrise. I have not seen a serious starry night. It seems they are all laughing in their own ways, dancing in their own ways. We may not understand it, but there is a subtle feeling that the whole existence is a celebration.

With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.

Come out of the azure. Love the day. Do not leave the sky out of your landscape.

I always felt the world cannot fall apart as long as free men see the rainbow, feel the rain and hear the laugh of a child.

I always say that the times in my life when I've been happiest are the times when I've seen, like, a sunset.

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature and everlasting beauty of monotony.

Oh, my God, this amazing cool breeze is coming through my window and the sun is shining. I'm happy.

There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice.

A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.

Mozart is sweet sunshine.

To me, flowers are happiness.

If there is one creature that represents my essence, it's butterflies.