Plant Quotes

“Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson

“Plants are more courageous than almost all human beings: an orange tree would rather die than produce lemons, whereas instead of dying the average person would rather be someone they are not.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest.”
― Mike Norton, White Mountain

“And then there are the cravings.. Oh, la! A woman may crave to be near water, or be belly down, her face in the earth, smelling the wild smell. She might have to drive into the wind. She may have to plant something, pull things out of the ground or put them into the ground. She may have to knead and bake, rapt in dough up to her elbows.
She may have to trek into the hills, leaping from rock to rock trying out her voice against the mountain. She may need hours of starry nights where the stars are like face powder spilt on a black marble floor. She may feel she will die if she doesn’t dance naked in a thunderstorm, sit in perfect silence, return home ink-stained, paint-stained, tear-stained, moon-stained.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves

“Junk turns the user into a plant. Plants do not feel pain since pain has no function in a stationary organism. Junk is a pain killer. A plant has no libido in the human or animal sense. Junk replaces the sex drive. Seeding is the sex of the plant and the function of opium is to delay seeding.
Perhaps the intense discomfort of withdrawal is the transition from plant back to animal, from a painless, sexless, timeless state back to sex and pain and time, from death back to life.”
― William S. Burroughs, Junky

“Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

“Gratitude for the seemingly insignificant—a seed—this plants the giant miracle.”
― Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are

“I hope that while so many people are out smelling the flowers, someone is taking the time to plant some.”
― Herbert Rappaport

“The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland.

The fool will try to plant them in the same flowerbox.

The florist will sigh and add a wall divider and proper soil to both sides.

The grandparent will move the flowerbox halfway out of the sun.

The child will turn it around properly so that the fern is in the shade, and not the cactus.

The moral of the story?

Kids are smart.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Think the tree that bears nutrition:
though the fruits are picked,
the plant maintains fruition.
So give all the love you have.
Do not hold any in reserve.
What is given is not lost; it shall return.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“No Temple made by mortal human hands can ever compare to the Temple made by the gods themselves. That building of wood and stone that houses us and that many believe conceals the great Secret Temple from prying eyes, somewhere in its heart of hearts, is but a decoy for the masses who need this simple concrete limited thing in their lives. The real Temple is the whole world, and there is nothing as divinely blessed as a blooming growing garden.”
― Vera Nazarian, Dreams Of The Compass Rose

“What are you planting today to harvest tomorrow?”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Treat your relationship as if you are growing the most beautiful sacred flower. Keep watering it, tend to the roots, and always make sure the petals are full of color and are never curling. Once you neglect your plant, it will die, as will your relationship.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“Note what the catalogue says about colour and height and time of flowering, choose the appropriate shade of crayon and mark position of plant on plan. You will soon see what would make good neighbours nd what would be fatal. Last year I dumped a lot of seeds haphazardly in a hurry and got mesembryanthemums and a new ‘electric orange’ calendula mingled with a scarlet eschscholtzia and even the thought of it makes me shudder yet. The conjunction of paralytic pink, blinding blood-orange and genuine clear scarlet was practically un-lookable at. I expected it to blow up at any moment, …”
― Ethelind Fearon

“What the fertilizer does to the germinating plant is what happiness does for a depressed soul... What anger does to a person is what an acid does to its container!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Daily Drive 365

“Roses have thorns. Those are like flower fangs. Roses are the vampires of the plant world.”
― Jarod Kintz, A Memoir of Memories and Memes

“If you want to nurture a forest, plant a wolf.”
― Katherine Rundell, Vanishing Treasures: A Bestiary of Extraordinary Endangered Creatures

“Poke root (Phytolacca americana) is a flowering shrub with red-pink stems and black-purple berries. It’s native to the southwest and eastern regions of the United States, but it grows throughout the country. You can also find it in Afghanistan, Kashmir, Europe, and China.”
― Phytolacca americana plant

“Plant positively it is not necessarily to see the sudden outcome, but one day comes you will amazed by the outcome.”
― Kamaran Ihsan Salih

“The plant which grows suddenly it is temporarily.”
― Kamaran Ihsan Salih

“Woven within the wild expanse of greenery is a timeless relic, a bewildering being enshrouded in over a century of magic and mystery.”
― Ayurella Horn-Muller, Devoured: The Extraordinary Story of Kudzu, the Vine That Ate the South

“A lie unchecked is the seed of insanity.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Faith is like a plant that grows every day; keep on believing.”
― Luckson T Mabade

“Gardening, is all about knowing where to plant your celebrations!”
― Dipti Dhakul, Quote: +/-

“Our bonfire burns brightly,
alighting our hot harvest.
Scarce seeds of winter's heat,
as its first dawn inflames.
Sprouting into a plant
that roots within my soul.
[Winter Solstice's Secret]”
― Susan L. Marshall, Wild Soul: Contemporary Classical Winter Poetry

“Roxannah plucked an early-blooming flower, white with the faintest tinge of pink and a red pillar at the center, though most of the buds would not open for another month. "What do you think?"
Adin, who had been examining a thick stalk and some of the broad leaves for damage, held up his trowel. "Perfect. I don't know how you even found these plants all the way out here." He knelt and started to dig. "When we were children in Elephantine, my mother used to make sweets with the sap of the marsh mallow. It's an Egyptian delicacy. In ancient times, it was reserved for the pharaohs. Thankfully, these days the rest of us can enjoy it too."
Intrigued, Roxannah dropped down next to him. "Cook is always telling us to discover new recipes. How did your mother make it?"
He looked up from his digging. "As I mentioned earlier, my expertise lies more in the area of consumption than production."
"A talent every good cook appreciates."
He shifted his trowel to get around a stubborn root. "I do remember the ingredients since I helped to gather them. Honey, nuts, and mallow sap. Simple, eh?"
"I can experiment with that." She broke off a narrow stalk and gingerly put a dollop of the sap on her tongue. "Very sticky."
"I think that's the secret. The sap pulls everything together into a chewy treat.”
― Tessa Afshar, The Queen's Cook

“Every Psychosis is one of a kind, just like every Human, every Animal, every Plant and every Moment is one of a kind – unless there are identical Copies of our Universe.”
― Sino Melo

“When agony is torn, flowers grow in the soul. That is how, roses open on the barren lands, for the roots find the water in the weeping nights.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee

“My plants are drying in the garden- despite the rain
And love I give them. Maybe they need something more to live.
Their existence, not as easy as I see them with poet’s eyes.
Maybe they also dream of planets and the endless darkness of space.”
― Devika Todi

“As a tree grows from a seed, fumbling in the soil, it becomes like rising from the dead.”
― Jayita Bhattacharjee