Lemon Balm Quotes & Sayings

Working on the native-herb garden in the front corner of the yard. Already thriving: thyme, hyssop, spearmint, lemon balm, fennel, chamomile, marjoram. Must add: lavender, ambrosia, valerian, mugwort, pennyroyal, gillyflower, and (when it's warmer) sweet basil. — Neal Stephenson

I have no talent for certainty. — Jane Austen

I think theater is powerful. The best experiences I had in the theater are more powerful than the best experiences I had in movies. — William H. Macy

Eating meat is primitive, barbaric, and arrogant. — Ingrid Newkirk

I take my metal canister of tea off the shelf. It is my own mixture of dried lavender blossoms and lemon balm, harvested from my garden and hung in the storeroom to dry. Weed helped me hang these stalks, I think. His hands touched these tender leaves, just as they touch me. — Maryrose Wood

Women should know that they don't have to hang on to an old dream that has stopped nurturing them - that there is always time to start a new dream. — Marlo Thomas

The picture is a self-sufficient work of art. It is not connected to anything outside. — Kurt Schwitters

You know what takes real courage? Telling someone you love them and knowing they will never know how to love you in return. — Stanley Christopher

Charlotte decided to change the subject. "You wouldn't believe what goes in these things." She offered her perfumed wrists. "Here, tell me which scent you prefer. Lilies and whale vomit, or lemon balm and beaver's arse. — Tessa Dare

Obstacles on our path are some of the tests of life. They make us stronger, better people and open up doors we had never imagined. — Mufti Ismail Menk

She pulls on her heavy boots and carries the water bucket past the rose bushes, past the herb garden, and back to the barn behind the house. Her steps kick up the scents of herbs: thyme, mint, and lemon balm. The plants send up new stems each year from the roots that survived the winter and grew up again along the path. The perfumed walk is a mystical part of her world. Walking here is her favorite part of mornings. Sometimes, this is the highlight of her day. — J.J. Brown

She glimpsed Levi cutting through the crowd to get to her. Smoothing her hair and finding a smile, she greeted him as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "Would you like a piece of cake?" Levi peered down at her, concern lining his face. "Are you all right?" "Yes, of course. I'm fine." She tugged on her sleeve as if it could conceal the evidence of the sheriff's touch and reached for a clean plate. "You should try some of Chloe's lemon pound cake. It's delicious." Levi stroked her arm, his caress a soothing balm after the sheriff's manhandling. "Eden, look at me." She did, and all pretense fell away. "Did he hurt you?" "No." Eden sighed. — Karen Witemeyer

I love a man who can wear my underwear. — Yasmine Bleeth

This conversion into prayer of our everyday joys, sorrows, hopes and desires is at first a conscious labor, but after a while it becomes second nature, so that converse with God becomes inextricably and wonderfully woven into the fabric of our lives. — Sheila Cassidy

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman. — William Shakespeare