“For this, let gardens grow, where beelines end, sighing in roses, saffron blooms, buddleia; where bees pray on their knees, sing, praise… — Carol Ann Duffy Copy Share Image
My mother had a beautiful rose garden and would cut roses all summer and place in our house. — Tinsley Mortimer Copy Share Image
“Roses are red, Violets are blue, Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you.” — C.M. Stunich Copy Share Image
When you kiss him, do you taste the poisons on his lips? When you hug him do you feel the many stabbings… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I'm sharing a rose on my wall for my MOTHER She is the most loving, caring and amazing woman I have ever… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses. — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through. — E. Nesbit Copy Share Image
“I came hoping to see those eyes, but instead I return with my heart, leaving behind only flowers.” — Kim Dong Hwa Copy Share Image
I just do my own thing, and my flower continues to blossom like one of those delicious Bloomin' Onions from Outback Steakhouse. — Willam Belli Copy Share Image
“a blossom past its perfection, shedding petals like a sad metaphor” — Matthew Hughes Copy Share Image
“They say this fruit be like unto the world / So sweet. Or like, say I, the heart of man / So… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“swing it open. Tom’s standing there, smiling with a bunch of red roses in his arms. He looks good with his cropped… — Jaimie Roberts Copy Share Image
I didn't even recall being on the DB sessions until Herbie Flowers reminded me a couple of years ago. — Jim Sullivan Copy Share Image
Visualize a beautiful rose in the center of your chest. Imagine a soft reddish rose. Imagine that the rose is completely folded… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
“Who" The month of flowering’s finished. The fruit’s in, Eaten or rotten. I am all mouth. October’s the month for storage. The… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
He domesticated and developed the native wild flowers. He had one hill-side solidly clad with that low-growing purple verbena which mats over… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Roses are red, squirrels are maybe brown but I dont care... All am thinkng about is you, and you are a special… — Aruho Marwin Machiaveli Copy Share Image
Show your love wherever you go, and enjoy love's blossoms whenever you return. — Anthony D. Williams Copy Share Image
“She was prettier than a bouquet of roses and crazier than a headless chicken. Fitting in was not an option.” — Marissa Meyer 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
“Behave like the flower; it blooms with its own petals without bothering to take the colour of another flower’s petals. You can… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
