I told my mom I wanted to buy roses for my teachers so I'm pretty sure my son'll be that way too. — Omarion Copy Share Image
Gold is the gift of vanity and common pride, but flowers are the gift of love and friendship. — Franz Grillparzer Copy Share Image
“Saepe creat molles aspera spina rosas" - "Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses” — Ovid Copy Share Image
With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures and some books, I live without envy. — Lope de Vega Copy Share Image
I arrange flowers in my spare time. Well, when I have spare time, that is. — Mariah Carey Copy Share Image
“complicated pruning techniques. In reality, roses are no more difficult to grow than any other shrub or flower. But just as other… — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
“Every woman, even the most respectable, had roses blooming under glass; lips cut with a knife; curls of Indian ink; there was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I saw the sunlight in a leafy place, Bathing itself in liquid green and amber-- Where every flower had tears hid in… — Ernest Rhys Copy Share Image
“There is something horrible about a flower; This, broken in my hand, is one of those He threw it in just now;… — Charlotte Mew Copy Share Image
“Riding horseback along a country lane I saw wild roses in bloom, against an old stone wall. The expensive, improved varieties in… — James Webb Young Copy Share Image
Remember, Monsieur that roses are not gathered except in the midst of thorns and that heroic acts of virtue are accomplished only… — Vincent de Paul Copy Share Image
Beware of prejudice; light is good in whatsoever lamp it is burning; a rose is beautiful in whatever garden it may bloom. — Abdu'l-Bahá Copy Share Image
A second blow of many flowers appears, flowers faintly tinged and breathing no perfume; but fruits, not blossoms, form the woodland wreath… — James Grahame Copy Share Image
“...It's who you are. You're like a hummingbird, defying reality, a beautiful mystery, spreading your sweetness to all the needy flowers. Well,… — Karin Kallmaker Copy Share Image
“And somehow Hallie thrived anyway--the blossom of our family, like one of those miraculous fruit trees that taps into an invisible vein… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“I'm in a castle standing in a tower, looking down through a window at the beautiful garden, the sun setting in the… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“Yesterday's rain had left a bitter, springlike smell in the air; the vehemence that beat against her in the street and hummed… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“All the men send you orchids because they're expensive and they know that you know they are. But I always kind of… — Winifred Watson Copy Share Image
LOVE AND LIFE IS NEVER A BED OF ROSES, BOTH HAVE THORNS JUST AS A ROSE.IF WE ARE NOT CAREFUL IN LOVE… — LAVENDER ANN RAJ Copy Share Image
“The arbutus is now open everywhere in the woods and groves. How pleasant it is to meet the same flowers year after… — Susan Fenimore Cooper Copy Share Image
“There is a part of blooming which I did not understand, you see. You can be a flower all your life but… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
When you get older, you mature, and you start liking flowers. Although I try and keep it manly. — David Beckham Copy Share Image
I'm always just focused on being great where I'm at and blooming where I'm planted. — Dabo Swinney Copy Share Image
Why, flowers are violent, cruel, terrible and splendid... like love! — Octave Mirbeau Copy Share Image
If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“But as spring blooms, the birds grow drunk with love and the bushes riot with their songs.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst” — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“the delicate fragrance of rose hips lingered on my fingers from tending the garden .” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall. — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
All that happens is as usual and familiar as the rose in spring and the crop in summer. — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
Who am I to talk? I aint shittin roses. We in in the same picture but we all got different poses. — Lil Wayne Copy Share Image
