Violet Quotes - Page 5

• China tea, the scent of hyacinths, wood fires and bowls of violets – that is my mental picture of an agreeable February afternoon.

  Constance Spry

  Fire, Tea, Afternoon

  Constance Spry (1953). “A Constance Spry Anthology”

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• El aire frío se eleva desde el suelo a medida que el sol se pone. La claridad de la luz, que quema los ojos, se intensifica. El borde meridional del cielo resplandece a un azul más profundo, a un violeta pálido, a un púrpura, y luego se adelgaza hasta volverse gris. Lentamente el viento cae, y el aire quieto empieza a helarse. La sólida cresta oriental es negra; tiene una floración como el polvo de la piel de una uva.El oeste se ilumina brevemente. El largo y frío ámbar del resplandor posterior proyecta claras sombras lunares negras. Hay un misterio animal en la luz que se posa sobre los campos como un músculo congelado que se flexionará y despertará al amanecer.

  J. A. Baker

  Otoño, Ojo, Animal

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• Munch writes poetry with color. He has taught himself to see the full potential of color in art His use of color is above all lyrical. He feels color and he reveals his feelings through colors; he does not see them in isolation. He does not just see yellow, red and blue and violet; he sees sorrow and screaming and melancholy and decay.

  Sigbjørn Obstfelder

  Art, Writing, Blue

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• Who are you?" Violet asked. It is confusing to fall asleep in the daytime and wake up at night. "what are you doing with Uncle Monty's reptiles?" Klaus asked. It is also confusing to realize you have been sleeping on stairs, rather than in a bed or sleeping bag. "Dixnik?" Sunny asked. It is always confusing why anyone would choose to wear a plaid shirt.

  Daniel Handler

  Uncles, Fall, Sleep

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• Within my heart a garden grows, wild with violets and fragrant rose. bright daffodils line the narrow path, my footsteps silent as i pass. sweet tulips nod their heads in rest; i kneel in prayer to seek gods best. for round my garden a fence stands firm to guard my heart so i can learn who should enter, and who should wait on the other side of my locked gate. i clasp the key around my neck and wonder if the time is yet. if i unlocked the gate today, would you come in? or run away?

  Robin Jones Gunn

  Running, Sweet, Prayer

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• El rey no es más que un hombre, como lo soy yo; la violeta le huele como a mí; el elemento le muestra como a mí; todos sus sentidos no tienen más que condiciones humanas; sus ceremonias olvidadas, en su desnudez no parece más que un hombre; y aunque sus afectos están más elevados que los nuestros, sin embargo, cuando se inclinan, se inclinan con la misma ala.

  William Shakespeare

  Kings, Men, Equality

  William Shakespeare (1998). “Henry V”, p.211, Oxford University Press, USA

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• One is quite astonished to find how many things there are in the landscape, and in every object in it, one never noticed before. And this is a tremendous new pleasure and interest which invests every walk or drive with an added object. So many colours on the hillside, each different in shadow and in sunlight; such brilliant reflections in the pool, each a key lower than what they repeat; such lovely lights gilding or silvering surface or outline, all tinted exquisitely with pale colour, rose, orange, green or violet.

  Winston Churchill

  Reflection, Orange, Keys

  Winston Churchill (2009). "Pensamientos y aventuras: Churchill Reflects on Spies, Cartoons, Flying, and the Future", Instituto de Estudios Intercolegiales.

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• Ven al bosque, porque aquí hay descanso. No hay reposo como el de los verdes y profundos bosques. Aquí crecen el alhelí y la violeta. La ardilla vendrá y se sentará en tus rodillas, la chocha te despertará por la mañana. Duerme en el olvido de todo mal. De todas las alturas accesibles a los mortales, no hay ninguna comparable a las montañas.

  John Muir

  Nature, Morning, Sleep

  John Muir, Linnie Marsh Wolfe (1979). “John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir”, p.235, Univ of Wisconsin Press

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• Bonnie que nunca había lastimado una cosa inofensiva por malicia. Bonnie, que era como un gatito que se abalanza sobre ninguna presa. Bonnie con su pelo que se llamaba algo fresa pero que parecía simplemente como si estuviera ardiendo. Bonnie la de la piel translúcida con delicados fiordos violetas y estuarios de venas por toda la garganta y la cara interna de los brazos. Bonnie que últimamente se había aficionado a mirarle de reojo con sus grandes ojos de niña grandes y marrones bajo unas pestañas como estrellas...

  L. J. Smith

  Hurt, Stars, Taken

  L J Smith (2010). “Nightfall”, p.100, Hachette UK

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• El jacinto de uva es la flor primaveral favorita de mi jardín - ¡pero no! ¡Pensé hace un minuto que era la Scilla! ¿y qué lugar ocupa la Violeta? ¿la Flor de Luce? No puedo decidirme, pero sé que es una flor azul.

  Alice Morse Earle

  Spring, Flower, Garden

  Alice Morse Earle (2014). “Old Time Gardens, Newly Set Forth”, p.257, Cambridge University Press

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• O Prosperina,
  For the flowers now that, frighted, thou let'st fall
  From Dis's wagon; daffodils,
  That come before the swallow dares, and take
  The winds of March with beauty; violets dim,
  But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes
  Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses,
  That die unmarried, ere they can behold
  Bright Phoebus in his strength--a malady
  Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and
  The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds,
  The flower-de-luce being one.

  William Shakespeare

  Flower, Fall, Eye

  'The Winter's Tale' (1610-1) act 4, sc. 3, l. 116

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• Roses are red, violets are blue, so are my balls thanks to you.

  Ralphie May

  Blue, Rose, Balls

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• The summer breeze was blowing on your face
  Within your violet you treasure your summery words
  And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
  Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden

  Van Morrison

  Summer, Nature, Garden

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• I feel like you have to tell people who you are, but you don't have to be disrespectful about it. But you also don't have to be a shrinking violet.

  Keke Palmer

  People, Shrinking, Disrespectful

  "Biografía/ Citas personales". www.imdb.com.

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• The mountain violets break the rocks.

  Tennessee Williams

  Strength, Rocks, Mountain

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• La flor del viento y la violeta perecieron hace mucho tiempo,
  Y la rosa y el orchis murieron en medio del resplandor del verano;
  Pero en las colinas la vara de oro, y el áster en el bosque,
  Y el girasol amarillo junto al arroyo, en belleza otoñal,
  Hasta que cayó la primera del claro y frío cielo, como cae la plaga sobre los hombres,
  Y el brillo de sus sonrisas desapareció de los claros y cañadas de las tierras altas.

  William C. Bryant

  Verano, otoño

  William Cullen Bryant, "La muerte de las flores"

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• Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It's late afternoon - the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window seat using the last light to write to you.

  Jean Webster

  Writing, Yellow, White

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• If it should turn out that we have mishandled our own lives as several civilizations before us have done, it seems a pity that we should involve the violet and the tree frog in our departure.

  Loren Eiseley

  Civilization, Tree, Done

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• But the three siblings were not born yesterday. Violet was born more than fifteen years before this particular Wednesday, and Klaus was born approximately two years after that, and even Sunny, who had just passed out of babyhood, was not born yesterday. Neither were you, unless of course I am wrong, in which case welcome to the world, little baby, and congratulations on learning to read so early in life.

  Daniel Handler

  Sarcastic, Baby, Congratulations

  "El penúltimo peligro (Una serie de sucesos desafortunados, Libro 12)". Libro de Lemony Snicket (seudónimo de Daniel Handler), 18 de octubre de 2005.

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• The nightingale appear'd the first, And as her melody she sang, The apple into blossom burst, To life the grass and violets sprang.

  Heinrich Heine

  Apples, Firsts, Grass

  Heinrich Heine (1859). “The Poems of Heine, complete: Translated in the original Metres: With a Sketch of Heine's Life. By Edgar Alfred Bowring”, p.169

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• Daniel's face-- the way it had been bathed in violet light when he'd carried her home this morning-- appeared before her eyes. His gleaming golden hair. His tender, knowing eyes. The way one touch of his lips transported her far away from any darkness. For him, she'd suffer all of this, and more.

  Lauren Kate

  Morning, Eye, Home

  Lauren Kate (2013). “The Fallen Series: 4-Book Collection”, p.273, Delacorte Press

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• Jealous?' Luce asked. They were alone now. She threw her arms around his broad shoulders and looked deep into his violet eyes. 'Why would you be jealous?' 'Because,' he said, rubbing his hands across her back. 'Your dance card is full. For all eternity.

  Lauren Kate

  Jealous, Eye, Hands

  Lauren Kate (2013). “The Fallen Series: 4-Book Collection”, p.413, Delacorte Press

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• There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Heart, Eye, Tiny

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.7056, Delphi Classics

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• The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.

  Percy Bysshe Shelley

  Sweet, Winter, Thinking

  'Adonais' (1821) preface

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• Anthony sneezed and pushed them aside. "Mother, I am trying to have a conversation with the duke." Violet looked at Simon. "Do you want to have this conversation with my son?" "Not particularly." "Fine, then. Anthony, be quiet.

  Julia Quinn

  Mother, Son, Trying

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