“A cool red rose and a pink cut pink, a collapse and a sold hole, a little less hot. - Red roses.” — Gertrude Stein Copy Share Image
Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, yup, not blue. . . . — Rick Sutter Copy Share Image
“life separates us as the wind separetes the Dandelion flower petals” — Me Noor Marwan Copy Share Image
When the fruit appears the blossom drops off. Love of God is the fruit, and rituals are the blossom. — Ramakrishna Copy Share Image
In the cold dark days of the winter, dream about the flowers to get warmed up! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
Let every hindrance to joy become the soil out of which joy blossoms. — Elizabeth George Copy Share Image
Rose stood in the pitcher Rose bloomed well she was so beautiful exactly the as you — Canada Serdyuk Copy Share Image
She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns. — Olga Broumas Copy Share Image
“Life is an adventure of love that unfolds like the petals of a rose, transforming into a beauty that is boundless.” — Sirona Knight Copy Share Image
“Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the… — Edward Payson Roe Copy Share Image
“Poetry is when emotion blooms like flowers with the petals of words and spreads the fragrance of perception.” — Debasish Mridha Copy Share Image
Roses are red...Violets are blue...You actually think I'd cry over you? I told you I loved you and you thought it was… — Rchung1 Copy Share Image
Leaves and bark, leaves and bark, To lean against and hear in the dark. Petals I may have once pursued. Leaves are… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives roses. If you are generous, you will gain everything. — Confucius Copy Share Image
If I had a million roses and gave one to someone who had done something for me I would give them all… — Babloo Copy Share Image
She's like snow in Russian," said Anna. "Snow in the evening when the sun sets and it looks like Alpengluhen, you know?… — Eva Ibbotson Copy Share Image
“What will happen to the flowers, now that you are gone? The earth that clings to the steps, the tulsi that begins… — Manil Suri Copy Share Image
The water-lily, in the midst of waters, opens its leaves and expands its petals, at the first pattering of the shower, and… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair— The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing— And Winter, slumbering in the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The flowers never waste their sweetness on the desert air or, for that matter, on the jungle air. In fact, they waste… — Joseph Wood Krutch Copy Share Image
I remember passing through New York in college and thinking, 'I'm going to come back here.' The energy just made me think… — Stephanie Szostak Copy Share Image
“Nothing is so beautiful as Spring- When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens,… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
“This womens skin is shimmering and pale, her long black hair is tied with dozens of silver ribbons that fall over her… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“He is hearing the uncertain passage of a broken heart, bruising itself again and again on the unjust stones. Such a heart… — Kaimana Wolff Copy Share Image
“Roses do not bloom hurriedly; for beauty, like any masterpiece, takes time to blossom.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
All of us blossom when we feel loved and wither when we do not feel loved. — Gary Chapman Copy Share Image
Roses Are Red Viliots Are Blue Love Never crossed My Mind Till I found You — Kellie Styles Copy Share Image
“Now the fire rises and offers a dozen, singing, deep-red roses of flame.” — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Trees and flowers are so important. The idea of blooming is the idea of becoming something different. — Alessandro Michele Copy Share Image
When a husband brings his wife flowers for no reason, theres a reason. — Molly McGee Copy Share Image
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“A rose does not answer its enemies with words, but with beauty.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue every time I flush the toilet I remember you... — Gothsynyster Copy Share Image
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