Charles Godfrey Leland Quotes

Perfumes are the feelings of flowers.

Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.

The opening and the folding flowers, that laugh to the summer's day.

Sweet May lies fresh before us, To life the young flowers leap, And through the Heaven's blue o'er us The rosy cloudlets sweep.

Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.

I like perfume and flowers.

For my first fragrance, I wanted to capture the essence of a woman's strength and beauty.

Sweet peas should smell. Half the point of growing sweet peas is to cut them for the house; they should fill a room with an almost painful olfactory inarticulateness. But most sweet peas smell of nothing. This does not stop them being beautiful, but they are like food with no flavour.

Beneath the winter's snow lie germs of summer flowers.

The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.

You're arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. But that's a lie, and you know it.

And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow'd them with her odorous foot.

Love flowers best in openness and freedom.

There is to me about this place a smell of rot, the smell of rot that ripe fruit makes. Nowhere, ever, have the hideous mechanics of birth and copulation and death -those monstrous upheavals of life that the Greeks call miasma, defilement- been so brutal or been painted up to look so pretty; have so many people put so much faith in lies and mutability and death death death.

Charm is to a woman what perfume is to a flower.

An area of life that does not have hope is under a lie.

The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs.

What a lovely thing a rose is!

The spring is already here with her hands full of flowers.