“Poetry is when emotion blooms like flowers with the petals of words and spreads the fragrance of perception.” — Debasish Mridha Copy Share Image
The air was fragrant with a thousand trodden aromatic herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
“a flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand; but now it hurts,… — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
“You may tear the petals, but the scent still remains. You may close the chapter, but the ink still remains. The unfinished… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
I watched a rose-bud very long Brought on by dew and sun and shower, Waiting to see the perfect flower: Then when… — Christina Rossetti 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
A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives roses. If you are generous, you will gain everything. — Confucius Copy Share Image
“When we are smitten, we await love to be “remontant” and to be blooming over and over again”, like remontant roses, with… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
“They tell me I must bruise The rose’s leaf, Ere I can keep and use Its fragrance brief. They tell me I… — Lettie B. Cowman Copy Share Image
“The shrub that half concealed her was a malignant plant, a Madagascan tanghin tree with wide, box-like leaves with whitish stems, whose… — Émile Zola Copy Share Image
It would take more than long-stemmed roses to change my view that you're a despicable cowardy custard and a disgrace to a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Summer was over in twenty minutes that day. Finished. At four o'clock in the afternoon the roses were quiet on their stems,… — Elizabeth Enright Copy Share Image
“I studied the way the individual flowers clustered around the single stalk, their sharp points fitting together like pieces of a puzzle.… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
“If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars, it… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
~I'll stop loving u when diamonds never sparkle and flowers cease 2 grow when thunder never echos and rivers dont flow when… — She's_gone Copy Share Image
“Since you are so kind as to think of me, be so kind as to bring me a rose, for as none… — Jeanne Marie Beaumont Copy Share Image
Roses are red grass is greener when I think of you I touch my wiener. Roses are red lemons are sour spread… — Amit Verma Copy Share Image
Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold; But friendship is the rose, with sweets in every fold. — Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr Copy Share Image
“The roses once grew there, and well their lives conceal; the ivy cobbled up their voices, and made me not to feel.” — Amy N. Edwards Copy Share Image
Looking about I see no cherry blossoms And no crimson leaves A straw-thatched hut by a bay In the autumn dusk. — Fujiwara no Teika Copy Share Image
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, Tomorrow will… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
What is born in the spring fades in the fall. Don't pine for a beautiful corpse. This love is the rose that… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
I acknowledge the four elements. Water in the North; incense to recognize the air in the East; flowers for the earth in… — Laura Esquivel Copy Share Image
I'm not really romantic. I'm just not the guy who brings home flowers and chocolates, but I do choose my moments. — Martin Kemp Copy Share Image
This world that we're a' livin' in Is mighty hard to beat: Of course there's thorns in every rose, But ain't the… — Sir Robert Baden-Powell Copy Share Image
On a day - alack the day! - Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Hybrid-tea Roses for Hot, Humid Climates — Double Delight, Fragrant Cloud, Honor, Lady X, Mister Lincoln, Paradise,” — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
Kind hearts are the garden, kind thoughts are the roots, kind words are the blossoms, kind deeds are the fruit. — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air. — Georges Bernanos Copy Share Image
“Snaps and snails and puppy-dogs’ tails, And dirty sluts in plenty, Smell sweeter than roses in young men’s noses When the heart… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I need not reach When all is summer… — John Vance Cheney Copy Share Image
A flower blooms in the spring, and dies in the fall. A tree wakes up in the spring, and sleeps in the… — Amber Hope Copy Share Image
A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Look at the cherry blossoms! Their color and scent fall with them, Are gone forever, Yet mindless The spring comes again. — Ikkyu Copy Share Image
See the last orange roses, how they blow / Deeper and heavier than in their prime, / In one defiant flame before they go. — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
“When the feminine feels safe and at peace, everything around her blossoms. This includes the lives of the people she respects and… — Robin S. Baker Copy Share Image
“Dirt is chaos, gritty, full of bugs and decay, but from that dirt comes such immense beauty. Roses, tulips, tomatoes, peonies, raspberries,… — R.S. Grey Copy Share Image
When a man has been consistently battering his wife, he shouldn't expect a bouquet of roses from her the morning after he… — Joe Slovo Copy Share Image
When The Stone Roses first came out, the early reviews called me 'simian.' I had to look that up at the time. — Ian Brown Copy Share Image
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