“The thorns we endure in life are but shadowed by the precious petals of a rosey outlook.” — Andrew Pacholyk Copy Share Image
“Most girls got flowers. I got a dirt pit used for demon raising. Nice.” — Rachel Hawkins Copy Share Image
What airs outblown from ferny dells And clover-bloom and sweet brier smells. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
That kill the bloom before its time, And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“I breathe in... the fragrance of love, and moist sand the one his roses left on both my hands I just keep… — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
Somewhere the sense makes copper roses steel roses — The rose carried weight of love but love is at an end —… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
On a moonlit night, after a snowfall, or under cherry blossoms, it adds to our pleasure if, while chatting at our ease,… — Yoshida Kenko Copy Share Image
“Each one of you carries the potential to blossom like flowers. When you blossom, petals of your mind open and the fragrance… — Banani Ray Copy Share Image
Now's the time when children's noses All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces Makes me think of… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
In Heaven's happy bowers There blossom two flowers, One with fiery glow And one as white as snow; While lo! before them… — Richard Watson Gilder Copy Share Image
A very common flower adds generosity to beauty. It gives joy to the poor, to the rude, and to the multitudes who… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
“Roses are picked every day, they are told that they will be better off sold in the flower shoppe. And so they… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
Now the autumn shudders In the rose's root. Far and wide the ladders Lean among the fruit. Now the autumn clambers Up… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“You asked what the wallpaper was in Mom's old room. It's lilacs." "Ah. It was always flowers, usually roses, when she was… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“She chose her colors carefully. She dressed slowly, she adjusted her petals one by one. She did not wish to present herself… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, where it falls. All purities and all candors meet… — null Copy Share Image
I think of love and marriage in the same way I do plants: We have perennials and annuals. The perennial plant blooms,… — Glennon Doyle Melton Copy Share Image
“Final Disposition Others divided closets full of mother's things. From the earth, I took her poppies. I wanted those fandango folds of… — Jane Glazer Copy Share Image
A grower of chrysanthemums awaited a visit from the emperor, who was coming to enjoy his blossoms, of which there were hundreds… — John Templeton Copy Share Image
In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“There is something so easy about flowers in a field—so natural and pure.” — Lisa Boero Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue, nothing is more sweeter than kissing you. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It's the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important.” — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
Roses are reddish Violets are bluish If it weren't for Christmas We'd all be Jewish. — Benny Hill Copy Share Image
“We went to buy you two flowers, but neither of us thought j just one bouquet would do it.” — Jamie McGuire Copy Share Image
“I have brought you the rose of love, and you have crowned me, in these dark hours, with their thorns.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
Spring brings blossoms but poetically it is the blossoms that welcome spring — Divyadarshan Copy Share Image
“My roses are my jewels, the sun and moon my clocks, fruit and water my food and drink.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“And so we are like flowers; and bloom only, when the sun, kisses us.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
