Daisies Quotes

“Daisies, simple and sweet. Daisies are the way to win my heart.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“I keep stars in my pockets wear daisies in my hair but I tuck you tenderly
in the folds of my heart and take you everywhere.”
― Melody Lee, Vine: Book of Poetry

“The night was so very still that one should have been able to hear the whisper of roses in blossom—the laughter of daisies—the piping of grasses—many sweet sounds, all tangled up together. The beauty of moonlight on familiar fields irradiated the world.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island

“No what-might-have-beens. If God says not to worry about tomorrow, I would think the same applies to yesterday. There's enough trouble in the here and now to worry about how differently things could have turned out.”
― Liz Tolsma, Daisies Are Forever

“Daisies are perennials; they always grow back.”
― A.C. Williams

“She wanted to tackle him and roll around in him like a cat in a field of daisies”
― Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl

“Daisies are what boho dreams are made of. They bring to mind sun-soaked wild flower fields, spontaneous wanderings in the country air the simple joys of bundling found blooms and foliage into a worn basket. I can almost smell the sunshine when I look at these happy flowers and feel the urge to wear a flower crown and spin around barefoot! Daisies are the perfect addition to any laid back and rustic decor or shabby chic event!”
― Chantal Larocque, Bold & Beautiful Paper Flowers: More Than 50 Easy Paper Blooms and Gorgeous Arrangements You Can Make at Home

“Daisies are the Pekin ducks of flowers. They radiate joy like they are tiny shining suns.”
― Jarod Kintz, Powdered Saxophone Music

“Summer, when apple blossoms bloom, roses rise, lilacs lie, dandelions are dandy, and daisies are doozies, a time when flies fly, bugs bug, bees be, swallows swallow, and ducks duck.”
― GLEN NESBITT, SUS: Short Unpredictable Stories

“As soon as they entered the forest, Dina felt something stirring in her magic. Normally it lay dormant within her until she needed it for a spell. But now it was thrumming in her blood, reacting to this place. The trees were tall and thick, little sunlight made it to the forest floor, and the narrow pebbled path they walked along twisted out of sight ahead of them.
"There's something here," she whispered to Immy.
"Like magic?"
"Yeah. Like, I don't know how to put it--- like this is an old and powerful place. Like the land is breathing."
"Ooh, I'm going to write that phrase down for my next book," Immy said, pulling her phone out of her pocket.
As Immy slowed down to make her note, Dina walked on, feeling the power of this ancient wood flooding through her. She felt as if she were walking into the mouth of a great, slumbering goddess. But it didn't scare her; it wasn't meant to. It was just nature, older than history, older than bone.
The path curled around to the left, revealing a small cottage in the dappled light, dwarfed by the surrounding oaks. The lights were on inside, illuminating the ivy and wisteria vines that had twined themselves around the outer walls of the cottage. The windows were sashed in dark green wood, complete with window boxes filled with daisies. Daisies that Dina was sure shouldn't have been able to grow in such little light, but this wood seemed to play by its own rules.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Best Hex Ever