<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Flowers - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/66426]]></link><description><![CDATA[By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/66426</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/66423]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/66423</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The earth laughs in flowers. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/66422]]></link><description><![CDATA[The earth laughs in flowers.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/66422</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16282]]></link><description><![CDATA[Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16282</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16283]]></link><description><![CDATA[Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16283</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A flower, when offered in the bud, is no vain sacrifice. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16264]]></link><description><![CDATA[A flower, when offered in the bud, is no vain sacrifice.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16264</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A kiss without a hug is like a flower without the fragrance. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16265]]></link><description><![CDATA[A kiss without a hug is like a flower without the fragrance.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16265</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A root is a flower that disdains fame. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16266]]></link><description><![CDATA[A root is a flower that disdains fame.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16266</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A wedding is just like a funeral except that you get to smell your own flowers. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16267]]></link><description><![CDATA[A wedding is just like a funeral except that you get to smell your own flowers.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16267</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers - and never succeeding. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16268]]></link><description><![CDATA[Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers - and never succeeding.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16268</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16269]]></link><description><![CDATA[Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16269</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Big doesn't necessarily mean better. Sunflowers aren't better than violets. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16270]]></link><description><![CDATA[Big doesn't necessarily mean better. Sunflowers aren't better than violets.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16270</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Earth laughs in flowers. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16271]]></link><description><![CDATA[Earth laughs in flowers.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16271</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Every flower is a soul blossoming in Nature. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16272]]></link><description><![CDATA[Every flower is a soul blossoming in Nature.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16272</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Fair flowers that are not gather'd in their prime rot and consume themselves in little time. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16273]]></link><description><![CDATA[Fair flowers that are not gather'd in their prime rot and consume themselves in little time.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16273</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers always make people better, happier and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine to the soul. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16274]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers always make people better, happier and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine to the soul.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16274</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers grow out of dark moments. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16275]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers grow out of dark moments.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16275</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers. . . are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16276]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers. . . are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16276</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Gather the flowers, but spare the buds. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16277]]></link><description><![CDATA[Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16277</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I am following Nature without being able to grasp her . . . . I perhaps owe having become a ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16278]]></link><description><![CDATA[I am following Nature without being able to grasp her . . . . I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16278</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I hate flowers -- I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16279]]></link><description><![CDATA[I hate flowers -- I paint them because they're cheaper than models and they don't move.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16279</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[If we plant a flower or a shrub and water it daily it will grow so tall that in time ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16280]]></link><description><![CDATA[If we plant a flower or a shrub and water it daily it will grow so tall that in time we shall need a spade and a hoe to uproot it. It is just so, I think, when we commit a fault, however small, each day, and do not cure ourselves of it.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16280</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16281]]></link><description><![CDATA[Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16281</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Mourn, little harebells, o'er the lea; Ye stately foxgloves fair to see!  Ye woodbines, hanging bonnilie   In ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16254]]></link><description><![CDATA[Mourn, little harebells, o'er the lea; Ye stately foxgloves fair to see!  Ye woodbines, hanging bonnilie   In scented bowers!    Ye roses on your thorny tree     The first o' flow'rs.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16254</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Now blooms the lily by the bank, The primrose down the brae;  The hawthorn's budding in the glen,  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16255]]></link><description><![CDATA[Now blooms the lily by the bank, The primrose down the brae;  The hawthorn's budding in the glen,   The milkwhite is the slae.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16255</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, And violets bathe in the wet o' the morn. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16256]]></link><description><![CDATA[The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, And violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16256</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rose, what is become of thy delicate hue? And where is the violet's beautiful blue?  Does aught of its ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16257]]></link><description><![CDATA[Rose, what is become of thy delicate hue? And where is the violet's beautiful blue?  Does aught of its sweetness the blossom beguile?   That meadow, those daisies, why do they not smile?]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16257</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true: Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,  For ye ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16258]]></link><description><![CDATA[Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you 'tis true: Yet wildings of nature, I dote upon you,  For ye waft me to summers of old,   When the earth teem'd around me with fairy delight,    And when daisies and buttercups gladden'd my sight,     Like treasures of silver and gold.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16258</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The berries of the brier rose Have lost their rounded pride:  The bitter-sweet chrysanthemums   Are drooping heavy-eyed. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16259]]></link><description><![CDATA[The berries of the brier rose Have lost their rounded pride:  The bitter-sweet chrysanthemums   Are drooping heavy-eyed.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16259</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I know not which I love the most, Nor which the comeliest shows,  The timid, bashful violet   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16260]]></link><description><![CDATA[I know not which I love the most, Nor which the comeliest shows,  The timid, bashful violet   Or the royal-hearted rose:    The pansy in purple dress,     The pink with cheek of red,      Or the faint, fair heliotrope, who hangs,       Like a bashful maid her head.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16260</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[They know the time to go! The fairy clocks strike their inaudible hour  In field and woodland, and each ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16261]]></link><description><![CDATA[They know the time to go! The fairy clocks strike their inaudible hour  In field and woodland, and each punctual flower   Bows at the signal an obedient head    And hastens to bed.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16261</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Not a flower But shows some touch, in freckle, streak or stain,  Of his unrivall'd pencil. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16262]]></link><description><![CDATA[Not a flower But shows some touch, in freckle, streak or stain,  Of his unrivall'd pencil.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16262</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers are words Which even a babe may understand. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16263]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers are words Which even a babe may understand.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16263</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ah, ah, Cytherea! Adonis is dead. She wept tear after tear, with the blood which was shed,--  And both ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16248]]></link><description><![CDATA[Ah, ah, Cytherea! Adonis is dead. She wept tear after tear, with the blood which was shed,--  And both turned into flowers for the earth's garden-close;   Her tears, to the wind-flower,--his blood, to the rose.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16248</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks, Held out in the smoke, like stars by day. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16249]]></link><description><![CDATA[The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks, Held out in the smoke, like stars by day.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16249</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Yet here's eglantine, Here's ivy!--take them as I used to do  Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16250]]></link><description><![CDATA[Yet here's eglantine, Here's ivy!--take them as I used to do  Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.   Instruct thine eyes to keep their colours true,    And tell thy soul their roots are left in mine.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16250</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Where fall the tears of love the rose appears, And where the ground is bright with friendship's tears,  Forget-me-not, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16251]]></link><description><![CDATA[Where fall the tears of love the rose appears, And where the ground is bright with friendship's tears,  Forget-me-not, and violets, heavenly blue,   Spring glittering with the cheerful drops like dew.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16251</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16252]]></link><description><![CDATA[The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;  But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood,   And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood,    Till fell the first from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men,     And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and glen.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16252</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Who that has loved knows not the tender tale Which flowers reveal, when lips are coy to tell?   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16253]]></link><description><![CDATA[Who that has loved knows not the tender tale Which flowers reveal, when lips are coy to tell?   - Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton, first Baron Lytton,]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16253</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray, Like the divining rods of Magi old,  Where precious wealth lies buried, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16243]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray, Like the divining rods of Magi old,  Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold,   But love--strong love, that never can decay!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16243</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thick on the woodland floor Gay company shall be,  Primrose and Hyacinth   And frail Anemone,   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16244]]></link><description><![CDATA[Thick on the woodland floor Gay company shall be,  Primrose and Hyacinth   And frail Anemone,    Perennial Strawberry-bloom,     Woodsorrel's pencilled veil,      Dishevel'd Willow-weed       And Orchis purple and pale.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16244</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I have loved flowers that fade, Within those magic tents  Rich hues have marriage made   With sweet ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16245]]></link><description><![CDATA[I have loved flowers that fade, Within those magic tents  Rich hues have marriage made   With sweet unmemoried scents.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16245</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16246]]></link><description><![CDATA[And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16246</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Brazen helm of daffodillies, With a glitter toward the light.  Purple violets for the mouth,   Breathing perfumes ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16247]]></link><description><![CDATA[Brazen helm of daffodillies, With a glitter toward the light.  Purple violets for the mouth,   Breathing perfumes west and south;    And a sword of flashing lilies,     Holden ready for the fight.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16247</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The happy bells shall ring Marguerite; The summer birds shall sing Marguerite;  You smile but you shall wear  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16239]]></link><description><![CDATA[The happy bells shall ring Marguerite; The summer birds shall sing Marguerite;  You smile but you shall wear   Orange blossoms in your hair, Marguerite.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16239</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sweet letters of the angel tongue, I've loved ye long and well,  And never have failed in your fragrance ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16240]]></link><description><![CDATA[Sweet letters of the angel tongue, I've loved ye long and well,  And never have failed in your fragrance sweet   To find some secret spell,--    A charm that has bound me with witching power,     For mine is the old belief,      That midst your sweets and midst your bloom,       There's a soul in every leaf!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16240</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16241]]></link><description><![CDATA[As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16241</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16242]]></link><description><![CDATA[Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men and animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/16242</guid></item></channel></rss>