Inspirational Quotes Sunflowers Novels & Stories

There was only trimmed grass and some sports bikes parked. There should be sunflowers planted here. A memory resurfaced. I was running across the sunflower field. I loved the vibrant color of the sunflower and how it bloomed so beautifully. However, whenever I wanted to pluck them, a beautiful woman would stop me and carry me. She would say... "Flowers has feelings too. If you pluck them while not being careful, they will be hurt. If they are hurt, do you think they will grow? If I pluck you like this-"

"It's fine. If someone took them, then at least they're being useful. I only wanted to take them back to avoid wasting them. Let's go." "I'll order you some flowers later. What do you like? Roses?" Emma asked as she followed Summer. "Sunflowers," Summer answered. "That's definitely unique," Emma replied. Summer looked at her. "What's not to like? They always face the sun, and they're useful, too. You can even use their seeds." "Oh…" Emma gave Summer a look that suggested Summer didn't act like a rich heiress at all. Summer didn't say anything about it as she quickly returned to the set.

, he said, studying her profile in the morning light. She let out a soft sound that might have been a laugh. "Rest is for people who didn't learn how to survive a week at a time. "Her eyes traced the outline of a child running toward a group planting sunflowers. "Look at them. They're planting sunflowers, Romeo". He followed her gaze and smiled, a small thing that reached slow across his face. "Sunflowers find the light", he said. "Maybe that's good symbol for us". Jessica's chest tightened at the simple truth. For so long they had bent toward survival; now, slowly, they were choosing to face the light.

Pierro said as he stop beside m I blink my eyes couldn't stop the smile on my face Even if I am not into this kind of things, it's really amazing how those huge sunflowers glows under the light from the shining sun. The way they dance together with the blown of the wind makes them look cute and adorable "It looks amazing" I pause and take another this. "It looks amazing this close" I whispe I already saw this sunflower field on the balcony of the mansion. I was amaze even looking at it from afar, and now that it is just an inch away from me. I don't know how can I explain it but one thing is for sure. It looks beautiful, it looks amazing

Even a mere slave nowadays dared to throw stones at him. Feeling suffocated by thoughts of his bleak past, Lui Xian turned his mind to the time he had spent with Feng Shao. He remembered how happy he had been. Yes, there had been moments of fighting, but those were precious too. Now, he realized that Feng Shao was the most important person in his life. He believed that the heavens had granted him such a rare and beautiful lotus flower. He still wondered if he would ever have the chance to cherish him again.

It was a compilation of all the famous quotes that motivated me to push forward. I opened a random page and saw old tear stains on the page, the tears that I cried six months ago. - Stars can't shine without darkness. I smiled ruefully as I read the sentence and then flipped through the pages. I missed my sister a lot. - Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

She asks and I know she already knows the answer. "I don't believe I'm ready, Goddess. I'm scared." I say and I feel her lift my chin to look at her. A kind smile adorns her face and her glowing blue eyes look straight into mine. "I gave you a sunflower for a reason. They are beautiful, bright flowers that grow from dirty water. In your case, your past is the dirty water and you are the sunflower. You went through so much yet you pushed through to come out ontop. I wouldn't have chosen you to rule if I thought you were unfit." She says with a small giggle.

It made me feel like a freaking virgin when I was anything but. She pointed out a patch of sunflowers, their faces turned towards us like eager listeners. “I love how they always face the sun,” she said, her voice a little softer now. I noticed something different about her. Out here, she looked so at peace, as if she was free from the burden holding her down. I nodded, my eyes on her profile. “They're like optimists,” I said, my voice low. I didn't want to spoil the mood by talking loudly.

He took the sunflowers out of the bouquet plastic, sat down on the grass and began to spread them out in front of the headstone beautifully. - How are you my love? - Her voice was filled with tears. - I brought you the sunflowers. I know you love them, they are so beautiful and colorful. I never want to see your grave dry and empty, I promise to always bring you flowers. This is even annoying, I had planned to make you my wife, and every day to wake up with flowers. I will keep my promise, see? I hope you are well, in fact I am sure of it, it just hurts too much. It's unbearable.

I looked over at the flowers he'd brought. “That's so sweet.” I said pointing at the flowers. “I love sunflowers. When I was growing up, my mom would grow entire fields of sunflowers. I remember running through the rows of them, hiding from her and my dad.” He just kept standing there, smiling. “Oh, God. Why don't you sit down?”