“She hovered, her fine-boned face and slender form revealed in the low light of the fire. Her hair was the pale blond… — Tracy Anne Warren Copy Share Image
When did we all become so fragile that mere metaphors could turn us all into fainting flowers? When did we stop being… — Julia Hartley-Brewer Copy Share Image
Roses Are red And Voilets Are Blue God Made Me sexy But What The Hell Happened to You ? — Karal Copy Share Image
“It shall dwell roses, from your sweet tears in my heart.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“My resolution to “Embrace good smells” has developed into a full-blown obsession. A few of my favorite perfumes: CB I Hate Perfume… — Gretchen Rubin Copy Share Image
“She put on a white dress and went around all day with roses in her hair and sang hymns.” — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“Like a beautiful flower, Brightly colored but lacking scent, So are well-spoken words Fruitless when not carried out.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I have a showroom where we experiment with twelve cakes. We develop sketches and ideas for cakes for the next season. We… — Ron Ben-Israel Copy Share Image
“I wondered if this longing in a three-year-old had sparked what came at eight. That fuzzy feeling of difference, that her crushes… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“I want to call back the blackberry flowers that have fallen though pear blossoms remain” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Such phantom blossoms palely shining Over the lifeless boughs of Time. — Edgar Lee Masters Copy Share Image
If writing novels is like planting a forest, then writing short stories is more like planting a garden. The two processes complement… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I seek a form that my style cannot discover,a bud of thought that wants to be a rose. — Ruben Dario Copy Share Image
“The small corner market had rows of fresh flowers in white plastic buckets. Standing, the early fall sun on her shoulders, she… — Linda Francis Lee Copy Share Image
I always wear ladies' scents. I like the smell of flowers and men's scents tend to smell like burnt photocopiers. — Vic Reeves Copy Share Image
“It looks like fallen petals, and it looks like rain. It looks like the sounds the birds make at dawn. It looks… — D. Smith Kaich Jones Copy Share Image
This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
Learn to love with all your heart & accept the unlovable side of others.. For anyone can love a rose, but only… — Nishan Panwar Copy Share Image
“The thorns we endure in life are but shadowed by the precious petals of a rosey outlook.” — Andrew Pacholyk Copy Share Image
“By tapping into flowers and their elixirs, we have a method at our fingertips that helps us be our happiest, clearest, and… — Katie Hess Copy Share Image
“But should Bortz have exfoliated the mere words so lushly, into such unnatural roses, under which whose red, scented dusk, dark history… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
