Crocuses Quotes:

A single crocus blossom ought to be enough to convince our heart that springtime, no matter how predictable, is somehow a gift, gratuitous, gratis, a grace.

- David Steindl-Rast

topic: Gratitude, Heart, Grace, Blossoming, Crocuses

The true harbinger of spring is not crocuses or swallows returning to Capistrano, but the sound of the bat on the ball.

- Bill Veeck

topic: Spring, Sound, Bats, Harbinger, Crocuses

And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring, And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar, And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.

- Oscar Wilde

source: Oscar Wilde (2014). “Poems”, p.37, Simon and Schuster

topic: Spring, Moon, Fire, Briars, Crocuses

You might think that after thousands of years of coming up too soon and getting frozen, the crocus family would have had a little sense knocked into it.

- Robert Benchley

source: Robert Benchley (2010). “The Athletic Benchley: 105 Exercises from the Detroit Athletic Club News”, p.19, Glendower Media

topic: Thinking, Years, Frozen, Crocuses

I wonder if the sap is stirring yet, If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate, If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun And crocus fires are kindling one by one: Sing robin, sing: I still am sore in doubt concerning Spring.

- Christina Rossetti

topic: Dream, Spring, Fire, Kindling, Snowdrops

During the winter, you head out into the darkness for a run. When spring comes, and the first crocus pokes up its head...you know it was worthwhile.

- Nina Kuscsik

topic: Running, Spring, Winter, Poke, Health And Fitness

Lowly, with a broken neck, The crocus lays her cheek to mire.

- George Meredith

topic: Flower, Broken, Necks, Flowers And Gardens, Crocuses

Spring slattern of seasons you have soggy legs and a muddy petticoat drowsy is your hair your eyes are sticky with dream and you have a sloppy body from being brought to bed of crocuses when you sing in your whisky voice the grass rises on the head of the earth and all the trees are put on edge spring of the excellent jostle of thy hips and the superior

- e. e. cummings

topic: Dream, Spring, Eye, Sticky, Drowsy

Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in April Cold, grey-headed; and still to my Heart, Spring comes with a bound, Spring the deliverer, Spring, song-leader in woods, chorally resonant; Spring, flower-planter in meadows, Child-conductor in willowy Fields deep dotted with bloom, daisies and crocuses: Here that child from his heart drinks of eternity: O child, happy are children!

- Robert Louis Stevenson

source: Robert Louis Stevenson (2015). “New Poems and Variant Readings”, p.87, Read Books Ltd

topic: Beautiful, Song, Children, Spring Flowers, Planters

Nature is none other than God in all things.

- Giordano Bruno

source: "Elements of Pantheism". Book by Paul Harrison, 1999.

topic: Nature, Narcissus, Crocuses

So Spring comes merry towards me here, but earns No answering smile from me, whose life is twin'd With the dead boughs that winter still must bind, And whom today the Spring no more concerns. Behold, this crocus is a withering flame; This snowdrop, snow; this apple-blossom's part To breed the fruit that breeds the serpent's art. Nay, for these Spring-flowers, turn thy face from them, Nor stay till on the year's last lily-stem The white cup shrivels round the golden heart.

- Dante Gabriel Rossetti

source: Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Frank Laurence Lucas (1933). “Dante Gabriel Rossetti: An Anthology”, p.169, CUP Archive

topic: Art, Spring, Flower, Spring Flowers, Snowdrops

The bed of flowers Loosens amain, The beauteous snowdrops Droop o'er the plain. The crocus opens Its glowing bud, Like emeralds others, Others, like blood. With saucy gesture Primroses flare, And roguish violets, Hidden with care; And whatsoever There stirs and strives, The Spring's contented, If works and thrives.

- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

source: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (2013). “Delphi Works of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (Illustrated)”, p.2888, Delphi Classics

topic: Spring, Flower, Glowing, Snowdrops, Crocuses

Late February, and the air's so balmy snowdrops and crocuses might be fooled into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard will come, blighting our harbingers of spring, and the numbed yards will go back undercover. In Florida, it's strawberry season- shortcake, waffles, berries and cream will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus.

- Gail Mazur

source: Gail Mazur (1995). “The Common”, p.27, University of Chicago Press

topic: Spring, Florida, Air, Menus, Snowdrops

Spring TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little leaves opening stickily. I know what I know. The sun is hot on my neck as I observe The spikes of the crocus. The smell of the earth is good. It is apparent that there is no death. But what does that signify? Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots. Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. It is not enough that yearly, down this hill, April Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

source: Edna St. Vincent Millay (2009). “Second April: Easyread Super Large 18pt Edition”, p.1, ReadHowYouWant.com

topic: Spring, Flower, Men, Maggots, Empty Cup

A flower is a daisy chain, a graduation, a valentine; a flower is New Year's Eve and an orchid in your hair; a flower is a single geranium blooming in a tin can on a murky city fire-escape; an acre of roses at the Botanical Gardens; and the first gold crocus of spring! ... a flower is a birth, a wedding, a leaving of this life.

- Jean Hersey

topic: New Year, Spring, Valentine, Fire Escapes, Crocuses

We get richer and richer in filthier and filthier communities until we reach a final state of affluent misery - crocus on a garbage heap.

- John W. Gardner

topic: Community, Finals, Garbage, Crocuses

Baseball is almost the only orderly thing in a very unorderly world. If you get three strikes, even the best lawyer in the world can't get you off.

- Bill Veeck

source: "Biography / Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.

topic: Softball, Baseball, Inspirational Sports, Baseball Games, Inspirational Baseball

Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect me, be interested, and not to throw myself at him with loudness or hysterical yelling; calmly, gently, easy baby easy. He is probably strutting the backs among crocuses now with seven Scandinavian mistresses. And I sit, spiderlike, waiting, here, home; Penelope weaving webs of Webster, turning spindles of Tourneur. Oh, he is here; my black marauder; oh hungry hungry. I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning burdened love: I am here; I wait; and he plays on the banks of the river Cam like a casual faun.

- Sylvia Plath

topic: Baby, Home, Rivers, Respect Me, Fauns

I don't suppose a writing man ever really gets rid of his old crocus-yellow neckties. Sooner or later, I think, they show up in his prose, and there isn't a hell of a lot he can do about it.

- J. D. Salinger

source: "Seymour: An Introduction (1959)". "Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: An Introduction". Book by J. D. Salinger, 1963.

topic: Writing, Men, Thinking, Neckties, Crocuses

Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem: other creature here Beast, bird, insect, or worm durst enter none; Such was their awe of man.

- John Milton

topic: Men, Rose, Bird, Irises, Crocuses