Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on, could it be a faded rose from days gone by? — Tanya Tucker Copy Share Image
Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
The sweetness of life lies in usefulness, like honey deep in the heart of a clover bloom. — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
“Whether three daisies or a million, a rose among them is still a rose and the daisies will always pale in its… — Christi Anna Copy Share Image
Without the bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance to the whole world? — Matsuo Basho 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 short bloom of our brief and narrow life flies fast away. While we are calling for flowers and wine and women,… — Juvenal Copy Share Image
“The stone is called the Rose of Lucifer, or Lucifer’s Bane,” the senator explained with a smile. “Have you heard the story?” — Melissa de la Cruz Copy Share Image
Flowers are just a natural thing in my life. I gravitate towards them so much, just in every video that I do,… — Sabrina Claudio Copy Share Image
I unpetalled you, like a rose, to see your soul, and I didn't see it. But everything around -horizons of land and… — Juan Ramon Jimenez Copy Share Image
Yes, Roza. I did want you. I still do. I wish... we could be together. -Dimitri to Rose on their relationship — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“A lush clematis vine, its sweet vanilla scent calming and comforting, climbs over tented bamboo poles to form her reading fort. White… — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
“O’er the ache of mauve shores erotic winds billow long & deep … Her scent drips from the sky onto bare skin,… — Arthur Crow Copy Share Image
“And again that big, bushy thing of hers worked its bloom and magic. It began to have an independent existence for me… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
“I lifted the latch, and there he stood, dark and tall, the scholar's gown falling from his shoulders like the cloak of… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
“Bay remembered the Waverley house full of pumpkin pie scents in the fall. There had been mountains of maple cakes with violets… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“The letter she was waiting for was no ordinary one. It contained a very special flower that bloomed only once in twelve… — Priyadarshini Copy Share Image
i am with the roots of flowers entwined, entombed sending up my passionate blossoms as a flight of rockets and argument; wine… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“MOTHER – By Ted Kooser Mid April already, and the wild plums bloom at the roadside, a lacy white against the exuberant,… — Ted Kooser Copy Share Image
We don't like flowers that do not wilt; they must die, and nine she-camel hairs aid memory. — Marianne Moore Copy Share Image
“But it’s fitting in a way—Father loved the fact that a lilac only blossoms after a harsh winter.” — Martha Hall Kelly Copy Share Image
“A rose does not need to boast of what the whole world already knows; its beauty.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Thorns do not keep a rose from blooming, neither should obstacles keep you from success.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
I'll buy you 11 Roses; 10 real and 1 fake. And I'll love you until the last rose dies. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Something with inner beauty will live forever, like the scent of a rose. — Alex Flinn Copy Share Image
Every plant teaches us. When the blossom dies, the fruit appears in it. — Vikrant Parsai Copy Share Image
You are responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose. — Antoine De Saint-Exupery Copy Share Image
“Autumn had arrived— the last blossom whispered, let me stay awhile.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“Hobbies are like flowers on plant. They make the plant look beautiful and feel Proud.” — Sukant Ratnakar Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, You make me sick, So I'll throw up on you. — Lisa Bray Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, The sun shines as bright as my love does for you. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
