It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
And don't put a rose in my hand. Put a slim-jim in it. Send me to heaven with a slim-jim! — Bill Engvall Copy Share Image
Your heart is a beautiful garden and my friendship is a small rose in u r garden please do not pluck that… — Vinesh Copy Share Image
The redness was going out of the light now, the remains of the day were a fading pink, the color of wild… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“To the celestial Rose, who drew me into her lovely orbit. With love and gratitude, Theo.” — Isabel Wolff Copy Share Image
The Rose does not preen herself to catch my eye. She blooms because she blooms. A saint is a saint until he… — Anthony de Mello Copy Share Image
A good writer must have more than vin rose in his veins, use more than Chablis for ink. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
The bee, though it finds every rose has a thorn, comes back loaded with honey from his rambles; and why should not… — Thomas Chandler Haliburton Copy Share Image
Violet has the shortest wavelength of the spectrum. Behind it, the invisible ultraviolet. Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. Poor violet, violated… — Derek Jarman Copy Share Image
Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom, Where a wind ever… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
Don't talk about it. The rose doesn't have to propagate its perfume. It just gives it forth, and people are drawn to… — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
France had shown a light to all men, preached a Gospel, all men's good; Celtic Demos rose a Demon, shriek'd and slaked… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
In school I was always being cast as the clown. And then I did 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose,' and once people… — Jennifer Carpenter Copy Share Image
I can only drive slowly." "That's all right." "And I can only do left turns." Rose ran downstairs, grabbed a road atlas,… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
I kept waiting for him to lay bare something more than this pointed unobjectionableness, but all that rose to the surface was… — Philip Roth Copy Share Image
It had not seemed to matter that Rose was only eight years old. "More than eight," said Rose. "Nearly nine." "Darling Rose,… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
Will sat where he was, gazing at the silver bowl in front of him; a white rose was floating in it, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The house became full of love. Aureliano expressed it in poetry that had no beginning and no end. He would write it… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Out of the silver heat mirage he ran. The sky burned, and under him the paving was a black mirror reflecting sun-fire.… — James Tabor Copy Share Image
The pressure was always there, but I feel like it was almost invisible to me. I had too much going on once… — Randy Orton Copy Share Image
I did not think I should be ever loved: do you indeed Love me so much as now you say you do?… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
My spirits rose as I went deeper; into the forest; but I could not regain my former elasticity of mind. I found… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
A rose is something beautiful, however a lot of people hate them because they are hard to take care of, and their… — A Shadow Of The Crooked House Copy Share Image
Why is it no one sent me yet one perfect limousine, do you suppose? Ah no, it's always just my luck to… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
It is a rose planted in your heart, and as it's thorns tear you, so does it thrive and flower — Sarah Monette Copy Share Image
“At the end; highest happiness will be, a white rose, in the garden of your eternal dreams.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
Someday you will name me, then gently place those burning holy roses in my hair. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses. — Dannie Abse Copy Share Image
The best way to killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud. — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
I would rather not have contentious interviews. I'd rather do 30 minutes with Charlie Rose, laid back in a La-Z-Boy chair. — Rand Paul Copy Share Image
“Only a perfect rose, has the power to persuade a perusal of its petals” — Gaiven Clairmont Copy Share Image
“The true rose, the miracle of nature, owed nothing to the hand of man.” — Iris Murdoch Copy Share Image
“A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
She had brillant red hair, like honey and roses and the sun all together. — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
You've got to chop back the performance like a rose bush. That's when it's beautiful. — Alice Ripley Copy Share Image
I think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Dawn came on us like a betrayer; it seemed as though the new sun rose as an ally of our enemies to… — Primo Levi Copy Share Image
