“Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far more cheerful to reckon the year by… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Our love is like a rose, plenty of moments soft as petals and some moments sharp as thorns but the difference between… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue, hes for me, not for you, by a chance you take my place, ill take my… — Im_a_bad_bish Copy Share Image
Women Are Not Roses Women have no beginning only continual flows. Though rivers flow women are not rivers. Women are not roses… — Ana Castillo Copy Share Image
“So long, I replied, may we all have one good flight before we rest among flowers and the orbits of hungry worms.” — Rawi Hage Copy Share Image
“The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Some women feel the need to act like they're never scared, needy or hurt; like they're as hardened as a man. I… — Crystal Woods Copy Share Image
“I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses—” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Our two hearts, they have bloomed in the garden - there where our souls; in red roses originate.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“There was a new smell in the air at Lyons, of sun-baked southern stuffs, of strong red vinegar, and spikes of rosemary.… — Martine Bailey Copy Share Image
I f you Desire To Blossom Like Rose In The Garden.. First you Have To Learn The Art Of Adjusting With Thorns.. — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
“The garden has wrapped itself in autumn haze. An unusual autumn, lacking that thrill of vegetal warmth when the sap is still… — Emil Dorian Copy Share Image
“Roses," Georgiana repeated, her thoughtful gaze touching his. "It's about time one of the Carroway men decided to cultivate something other than… — Suzanne Enoch Copy Share Image
You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Many times, while looking at the flowers, unknowingly, we may have transcended ourselves and have become a part of them, at least… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
The surest way to wake up and smell the roses every day is to go to sleep face down in the flower… — Argus Hamilton Copy Share Image
Roses are red Yoda is green My lightsaber need two hands If you know what I mean lol — Don't Know Copy Share Image
...and all sweet blooms of love to thee I gave while spring and summer sang — Superman Copy Share Image
“The words that make the rose bloom were also said to me. The words told to the cypress to make it grow… — Rumi Copy Share Image
For a writer, published works are like fallen flowers, but the expected new work is like a calyx waiting to blossom. — Cao Yu Copy Share Image
“One’s like a closed bud, and most of what one reads and does has no effect at all; but there are certain… — William Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
