“Better a crust of black bread than a mountain of paper confections, Better a daisy in earth than a dahlia cut and… — Arthur Hugh Clough Copy Share Image
Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue, Sugar Is Sweet And So Are You. But, Blood Is Red, Bruises Are Blue, The Sugar… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I like roses best. But they bloom in all four seasons. I wonder if people who like roses best have to die… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“In writing, as in life, there'll always be that one person throwing roses when everyone else is throwing tomatoes; make that person… — Anthony Beal Copy Share Image
Why do I need to ruin the perfectly beautiful petal of a flower when I know from the start... ...that he loves… — Devilishangel Copy Share Image
God is the Sun and when His rays fall upon your heart, not impeded by the clouds of egoism, the lotus blooms… — Sathya Sai Baba Copy Share Image
My girlfriend always told me, 'Send roses while they can still smell them, tell people you love them while they can still… — Manti Te'o Copy Share Image
As a child, our house had a backyard lined with roses tended vigilantly by my mother. So the fragrance fills me with… — Thelma Golden Copy Share Image
“He circles the shrines, scanning each of them. There's one made in exclusively soft shades of pink, with a bouquet of blush… — Kiana Krystle Copy Share Image
“Somewhere, in some shadowy bedroom of a leaf-strewn town, a father bolts the door to a child's room, then steps closer to… — Scott Heim Copy Share Image
Music. Close your eyes and it's a rosebush blooming in time lapse so that it shoots and blossoms flow outward in a… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
Love was just another word, till the time you came in my life. your caring touch, your loving smile, filled the void… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“In Summer there were white and damask roses, and the smell of thyme and musk. In Spring there were green gooseberries and… — Beatrix Potter Copy Share Image
“Then summer came. A summer limp with the weight of blossomed things. Heavy sunflowers weeping over fences; iris curling and browning at… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
If an apple blossom or a ripe apple could tell its own story, it would be, still more than its own, the… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
“...she imagines her body curled in the narrow monk's bed, knees to chin, her own irrefutable geography, but she sees the blood… — Michelle Latiolais Copy Share Image
As a whole forest becomes fragrant by the existence of a single tree with sweet-smelling blossoms in it, so a family becomes… — Chanakya Copy Share Image
To make a perfume, take some rose water and wash your hands in it, then take a lavender flower and rub it… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
Roses. Wolf mutts. Tributes. Frosted Dolphins. Friends. Mockingjays. Stylists. Me. Everything screams in my dreams tonight. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“numerical rating from 1 to 10. Based on these ratings, some of the best roses in each of the categories are: Hybrid” — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue out of a million guys I chose u take my hand hold me close show me… — Jenny Copy Share Image
A good poem is an amazing thing: a perfectly distilled, articulate moment. It opens you up - sometimes slowly, like the blooming… — Celeste Ng Copy Share Image
“By July we had strawberries, red currants, raspberries, veal, dill, baby turnips, marrow. Mussolini resigned, and Italy capitulated. Roses could be had.” — Elise Blackwell Copy Share Image
When you get to be my age, you begin to count how many Mays you have left - the best time of… — Robert Bateman Copy Share Image
Flowers spring to blossom where she walks The careful ways of duty; Our hard, stiff lines of life with her Are flowing… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
“Love is a lot like flowers. With enough effort and time, it can blossom into something beautiful and unforgettable. But with neglect… — Jocelyn Sanchez Copy Share Image
“In time of rain I come: I can sing among the flowers: I utter my song: my heart is glad. Water of… — Jane Bierhorst Copy Share Image
Humbly serving all with their beauty, flowers say more to us about God than anything else. Each one brings a message that… — Paramahansa Yogananda Copy Share Image
“Plover’s words were like dried flowers, stiff and crumbling, crushed flat between pages, when we’d had the living, blooming blossoms all around” — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“... was after all a rather mature blossom, such as could be plucked from the stem only by a vigorous jerk.” — Henry James Copy Share Image
I sing Connecticut, her charms / Of rivers, orchards, blossoming ridges. / I sing her gardens, fences, farms, / Spiders and midges. — Phyllis McGinley Copy Share Image
There are hopes, the bloom of whose beauty would be spoiled by the trammels of description; too lovely, too delicate, too sacred… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
A life without love is a rose without its petals, never realizing the beauty it could have. With love it will bloom… — Meghan Alana Copy Share Image
“You are the bloom of a spring, a poet's imagination so true... It's amazing how much more beautiful you look, each time… — Rohit Sharma Copy Share Image
“In the general course of things, when beauty passes, the flower bows its head upon the stem and fails. Sometimes, though, when… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
Bozos love my rose gold, purple got me slow-mo. Stuntin' like I'm Dorothy but my rubies in my dough tho. — Asap Rocky Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue monkeys like you should be in the zoo dont worry ull find me there too not… — Lena Copy Share Image
All things are symbols: the external shows Of Nature have their image in the mind , As flowers and fruits and falling… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
When I was in Class VII, a boy from Class VI came to me with a bunch of roses and said, 'Didi,… — Tridha Choudhury Copy Share Image
![“In Summer there were white and damask roses, and the smell of thyme and musk. In Spring there were green gooseberries and throstles [thrush], and the flowers they call ceninen [daffodils]. And leeks and cabbages also grew in that garden; and between long straight alleys, and apple-trained…” quote by Beatrix Potter](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/520/beatrix-potter-11097_flowers_in-summer-there-were-white-and-damask-ro_3143068.jpg)
