Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless, peacocks and lilies for instance. (Quote by - John Ruskin)

Thou wert not, Solomon! in all thy glory Array'd, the lilies cry, "in robes like ours; How vain your grandeur! Ah, how transitory Are human flowers!" (Quote by - Horace (Horatio) Smith)

Like the lily That once was mistress of the field and flourished, I'll hang my head and perish. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin; yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. (Quote by - Bible)

But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night! (Quote by - Bayard Taylor)

And the wand-like lily which lifted up, As a Maenad, its moonlight-coloured cup, Till the fiery star, which is its eye, Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky. (Quote by - Percy Bysshe Shelley)

Look to the lilies how they grow! 'Twas thus the Saviour said, that we, Even in the simplest flowers that blow, God's ever-watchful care might see. (Quote by - David Macbeth Moir)

O lovely lily clean, O lily springing green, O lily bursting white, Dear lily of delight, Spring in my heart agen That I may flower to men. (Quote by - John Masefield)

Purple lilies Dante blew To a larger bubble with his prophet breath. (Quote by - Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

And lilies white, prepared to touch The whitest thought, nor soil it much, Of dreamer turned to lover. (Quote by - Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form. (Quote by - Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. (Quote by - Bible)

Is not this lily pure? What fuller can procure A white so perfect, spotless clear As in this flower doth appear? (Quote by - Francis Quarles)

Yet, the great ocean hath no tone of power Mightier to reach the soul, in thought's hushed hour, Than yours, ye Lilies! chosen thus and graced! (Quote by - Mrs. Felicia D. Hemans)

Cytherea, How bravely thou becom'st thy bed, fresh lily, And whiter than the sheets! (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white. (Quote by - Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

And the stately lilies stand Fair in the silvery light, Like saintly vestals, pale in prayer; Their pure breath sanctifies the air, As its fragrance fills the night. (Quote by - Julia C.R. Dorr)

Gracious as sunshine, sweet as dew Shut in a lily's golden core. (Quote by - Margaret J. Preston)

But lilies, stolen from grassy mold, No more curled state unfold, Translated to a vase of gold; In burning throne though they keep still Serenities unthawed and chill. (Quote by - Francis Thompson)

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me; As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on. (Quote by - Julia Ward Howe)

For her, the lilies hang their heads and die. (Quote by - Alexander Pope)

I like not lady-slippers, Not yet the sweet-pea blossoms, Not yet the flaky roses, Red or white as snow; I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies, That in our garden grow. (Quote by - Thomas Bailey Aldrich)

Very whitely still The lilies of our lives may reassure Their blossoms from their roots, accessible Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer; Growing straight out of man's reach, on the hill. God only, who made us rich, can make us poor. (Quote by - Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

The lily is all in white, like a saint, And so is no mate for me. (Quote by - Thomas Hood)