O months of blossoming, months of transfigurations, May without cloud and June stabbed to the heart, I shall not ever forget the… — Louis Aragon Copy Share Image
And some can pot begonias and some can bud a rose, And some are hardly fit to trust with anything that grows... — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue he's for me not for you if by any chance you take my place I'll take… — Me Copy Share Image
“What would you like for your own life, Kate, if you could choose?” “Anything?” “Of course anything.” “That’s really easy, Aunty Ivy.”… — Valentina Hepburn Copy Share Image
“I yearn to drift like a breeze through flowers and birds, and pause only where kindness blooms and love takes root.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“There is a part of blooming which I did not understand, you see. You can be a flower all your life but… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
“It hurt to kill a dream, like tearing petals off a rose in full bloom.” — Lauren Willig Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Im about to have to tell you the truth. I cant lead you on and treat… — Curly Girl Copy Share Image
The book itself [The Thorn and The Blossom] is bound accordion-style: it has no spine, so it can open in either direction,… — Theodora Goss Copy Share Image
“She was my black rose, a broken angel I could hug and drift away with into peaceful oblivion.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“I had come to love the space, and I could see why Lady Anna had too. The orchids were positively glorious. She'd… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
My tears will drop of you..your appearance tells who you r for me..Rose day for Love sharing Kiss me, smile, peace and… — Gabriel Smug Copy Share Image
Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable? — Rumi Copy Share Image
“*Rose petals, doves, and the sinister cherubs make a big reappearance, shouting, “Ready. Aim. Fire.”*” — Anne Eliot Copy Share Image
“He's standing in a cluster of black T-shirts - together, they look like the wilted petals on a single dead flower.” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
When you embrace the uncertain, life opens up unusual new paths. Seeds sown way back bloom as flowers, in ways one can… — Subroto Bagchi Copy Share Image
“Clearings opened on either side. Familiar smells drifted in the air: fennel, skirrets and alexanders, then wild garlic, radishes and broom. John… — Lawrence Norfolk Copy Share Image
Only in dreams of spring Shall I ever see again The flowering of my cherry trees. — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
If I were asked to explain the Japanese spirit, I would say it is wild cherry blossoms glowing in the morning sun! — Motoori Norinaga Copy Share Image
My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Your Mind is a Garden, Your Thoughts are the Seeds. You can grow Flowers or weeds...” — Osho Copy Share Image
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image