Guns N' Roses is a weighty subject, but in the same breath, I don't take it that seriously. — Duff McKagan Copy Share Image
Roses are red, voilents are blue I've got five fingers in each hands Middle ones foh yuh — Jazz Mhr Copy Share Image
“Opportunities, like roses, come with a beautiful fragrance, but also with thorns.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things. — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Take the time to smell the roses. Sooner or later, you'll inhale a bee and die. — Christopher Titus Copy Share Image
“I see trees of green Red roses, too I see them bloom For me and you And I think to myself What… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
Don 't hurry. Don't worry. You're only here for a short visit. So don't forget to stop and smell the roses. — Walter Hagen Copy Share Image
Give her two red roses, each with a note. The first note says For the woman I love and the second, For… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue. You really thought I would cry over you? I said I loved you. You thought that… — Agirlswagg Copy Share Image
“Black, The death of an old habit in order for a new journey to start. The dark clouds disappeared, chased away by… — Ottilie Weber Copy Share Image
For those roses bright, oh, those roses bright! I have twined them in my sister's locks That are hid in the dust… — Phoebe Cary Copy Share Image
“One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its… — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
“Someone heroic and valiant, not merely skilled in speech; someone who is kind and pure in heart. Someone who does not play… — Sarah Mally Copy Share Image
There was the blue sky above her and all those many roses, the ones that gave off the scent of cloves in… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
“I can see some of the roses still blooming in my mother´s garden. Brown on the edges and bright in other colors,… — Laura Nowlin Copy Share Image
“The attentions of Wilkie Mackenzie were a conquest, an aspiration, a dream. The fresh memory of all those women, batting their eyelashes… — Juliette Miller Copy Share Image
“Are the roses not also--even as the owl is--excessive? Each flower is small and lovely, but in their sheer and silent abundance… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Roses are Red, Nuts are brown, Skirts go Up, Pants go Down, Body to Body, Skin to Skin, When it is Stiff,… — Misa Copy Share Image
Roses arent red all becuase of you I cry every night its funny how you love someone so much then so quickly… — Natalie R Moreno Copy Share Image
“What a lovely thing a rose is!" He walked past the couch to the open window and held up the drooping stalk… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“Jack Broughton was a fighter, the father of boxing. He had a fondness for flowers and his sister named Rose. He knew… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
