Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. — James Shirley Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, I'll love you the way, Piglet loves Pooh ¥ — ForeverAlone Copy Share Image
“I am only a little rose who grows in deep and difficult places. ~ Song of Songs.” — Nicole Arlyn Copy Share Image
When Nate and I got married, instead of flowers we had these quartz and rock crystals everywhere. — Jeremiah Brent Copy Share Image
I feel thankful to God, first and foremost, allowing me to enjoy this 'smell the roses' kind of thing. — Stevie Wonder Copy Share Image
“We aren't the weeds in the crack of life. We're the strong,amazing flowers that found a way to grow in the most… — Jeanne McElvaney Copy Share Image
Worry - a God, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away… — Benjamin Disraeli Copy Share Image
“Families are the flowers of a garden. Each family member comes in different colors and shapes but are have the same DNA.” — Margie Goldsmith Copy Share Image
“Lavender: A flowering herb in the mint family with needlelike leaves and wooly purple blossoms whose soft, woodsy scent bridges the earthly… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“People where you live, the little prince said, grow five thousand roses in one garden... Yet they don't find what they're looking… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in… — Eleanor Roosevelt Copy Share Image
A good woman is the loveliest flower that blooms under heaven; and we look with love and wonder upon its silent grace,… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
“My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“I believe that even in the darkest of moments, a rose can bloom, and its beauty can make us hope again. I… — Carole Gill Copy Share Image
“He brought me flowers. Again. Maybe totally cliche, but I loved it just as much this time as I had the last.… — Sibylla Matilde Copy Share Image
“In Nina Kimbereley's garden the scabiosa flowers were dark as garnet brooches; the nicotiana a veil of tossing crimson stars. Nothing was… — Elizabeth Enright Copy Share Image
“The Lady of Forgetfulness passed the sword to Mulan, but Mulan shook her head. "It's yours, not mine. I have my father's… — Elizabeth Lim Copy Share Image
“When they got to their hotel she went straight up to bed, but he paused to get a drink. There was, in… — Margaret Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Broken things are precious. We eat broken bread because we share in the depth of our Lord and His broken life. Broken… — Fulton J. Sheen Copy Share Image
“Music. A flower in a vase on the tray. A January rose, it wouldn't last long, all big and full-blown like that.… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
“Dazed, she glanced around; the dark shapes of huge leaves reared above the denser dark of heavy pots, grouped upon a tiled… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
