A life fulfilled with love must have some thorns, but a life empty of love will never have roses. — Aldyna Threesya Copy Share Image
You may see the star's in the sky by you'll never see the flowers on the ground. — Destiny Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue. While sleeping in bed, I dream about you — Guardian/Hommie G Copy Share Image
The delicate droop of the petals standing out in relief, is like the eyelid of a child. — Auguste Rodin Copy Share Image
Such phantom blossoms palely shining Over the lifeless boughs of Time. — Edgar Lee Masters Copy Share Image
In real life, unlike in Shakespeare, the sweetness of the rose depends upon the name it bears. Things are not only what… — Hubert H. Humphrey Copy Share Image
“All flowers are not to be picked; some are meant to stay rooted so their beauty may continue to sing praises unto… — Grace Terrell Copy Share Image
“Loving for beauty is like vowing a lifetime commitment to a rose. No-matter how sweet-scented or pink "petald", every rose withers.” — Moffat Machingura Copy Share Image
People worship and revere Ganga as a mother, and then throw away flowers in a plastic bag into the same river. — Dia Mirza Copy Share Image
“It is a flower that can be opened in many way...Unfold the petals of [your] stories one by one and [you] will… — Hyemeyohsts Storm Copy Share Image
She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the buried treasure, the expression in the… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share Image
Walking on willow tree roads by a river dappled with peach blossoms, I look for spring light, but am everywhere lost. Birds… — Wang Wei Copy Share Image
“Smart lad, to slip betimes away From fields where glory does not stay And early though the laurel grows It withers quicker… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“How’d you know it was a tulip if you’d never seen one?” “I’d seen pictures. Well, when I looked at it, the… — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
“At night, returning from work, Anil would slip out of her sandals and stand in the shallow water, her toes among the… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Man is incomprehensible without Nature and Nature is incomprehensible apart from man. For the delicate loveliness of the flower is as much… — Hamilton Wright Mabie Copy Share Image
Hope is like a harebell, trembling from its birth,Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth,Faith is like a… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Roses are red. Violets are blue. I said I loved you. But what did you do? You broke my heart. Ripped it… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Later she sat on the ground in the forest between school and home, and spring was so bright and beautiful, the warm… — William Steig Copy Share Image
“Screen'd is this nook o'er the high, half-reap'd field, And here till sundown, Shepherd, will I be. Through the thick corn the… — Matthew Arnold Copy Share Image
As I work among my flowers, I find myself talking to them, reasoning and remonstrating with them, and adoring them as if… — Celia Thaxter Copy Share Image
he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
A sweet new blossom of humanity, fresh fallen from God's own home, to flower on earth — Gerald Massey Copy Share Image
“Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate gorging hair.” — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
In this moment that blooms and fades as it passes, he is enough, and all is well in the world. — Lauren Groff Copy Share Image
A dear friend of mine always brings a pineapple instead of flowers when he comes to a show. I love it. — Seth Numrich Copy Share Image
“A little fragrance always clings to the hand that gives the roses.” — Chinese Proverb Copy Share Image
“It hurt to kill a dream, like tearing petals off a rose in full bloom.” — Lauren Willig Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are gold, now get on your knees and do what your told. ;) — Kaycee Copy Share Image
The Rose Bowl is the only bowl I've ever seen that I didn't have to clean. — Erma Bombeck Copy Share Image
If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd walk through a garden forever. — Nishween Copy Share Image
Don't send me flowers when I'm dead. If you like me, send them while I'm alive. — Brian Clough Copy Share Image
Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“...for flowers that will bloom in a garden will die on a heath...” — James Fenimore Cooper Copy Share Image