By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
– Rabindrath Tagore
- Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It’s petals up. – Robert Browning
- How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower! – Isaac Watts
- Gather ye rose buds while ye may; Old Time is still a flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. – Robert Herrick
- Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume. – French Proverb
- Die when I may, I want it said of me by those who knew me best, that I always plucked a thistle and planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow. – Abraham Lincoln
- All my life I have tried to pluck a thistle and plant a flower wherever the flower would grow in thought and mind. – Abraham Lincoln
- She had a flower tattoo on her wrist; “What does that mean?” he asked her. “Absolutely nothing,” she said, “it’s just a flower. – C. JoyBell C.
- In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its blom. – Joseph Conrad
- Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong? – Emily Dickinson
- The butterfly is a flying flower, The flower a tethered butterfly. – Ponce Denis