To me you are my rose; every day when I see a beatiful rose I think of you, and miss you, and… — Superman Copy Share Image
“Sometimes people just can't take how real the world can be. Even if they're your friend they’ll drop away from you like… — Jason E. Hodges Copy Share Image
“She gazed out at the seductive vista. The countryside was dressed in its prettiest May garb- everything budding or blooming or bursting… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
My parents told me I'd point to a bed of flowers and say 'Pink. Pretty,' before I knew any other words. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He extended a hand and a sunflower materialized. Long and gorgeously yellow, it twirled in his fingers. “Peace offering.” “What happened to… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share Image
Roses are red , violets are blue . I tought voldemort was ugly then I saw you! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In a bouquet of mixed roses, most people can distinguish at a glance the delicacy of a tea rose from the voluptuousness… — Mandy Aftel Copy Share Image
“Father loved the fact that a lilac only blossoms after a harsh winter.” — Martha Hall Kelly Copy Share Image
“Dimitri: "She might be wild and disrespectful, but if she has potential—" Rose: "Wild and disrespecful? Who the hell are you anyway?… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture,… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
A very common flower adds generosity to beauty. It gives joy to the poor, to the rude, and to the multitudes who… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
September fattens on vines. Roses flake from the wall. The smoke of harmless fires drifts to my eyes. This is plenty. This… — Geoffrey Hill Copy Share Image
“She sat very still, listening to a stream gurgling, the breeze soughing through upper branches, the melodious kloo-klack of ravens, the nyeep-nyeep… — Susan Vreeland Copy Share Image
We notice flowers blooming, winds blowing, birds chirping, but the one thing we never notice is the creator who created it all.......ER — Eddie Rothschild 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
She had already allowed her delectable lover to pluck that flower which, so different from the rose to which it is nevertheless… — Marquis de Sade Copy Share Image
“Dazed, she glanced around; the dark shapes of huge leaves reared above the denser dark of heavy pots, grouped upon a tiled… — Stephanie Laurens Copy Share Image
