Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose. For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the seasons — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I will give you 12 roses, 11 real, and 1 fake. ill stop loving you when the last rose dies. — Kemis Khan Copy Share Image
I will soothe you and heal you, I will bring you roses. I too have been covered with thorns. — Rumi Copy Share Image
I will buy you 11 roses ,10 real and 1 fake , And I will love you untill the last rose dies — Tinku Razoria Copy Share Image
“She’d never seen such a thing back on Grave; a flower that bloomed only at night.” — Marianne de Pierres Copy Share Image
Teach your sweet child to leave the beautiful flowers in the soil. — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“A rose may be a rose may be a rose; but not this one. Clearly it stands for something more.” — Shira Wolosky Copy Share Image
The rose petal floats on water. The kingfisher flashes above the pond. Life and beauty swirl in the midst of death. — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
“You may be gone, yet here you are found, in the roses, in each morning, every new sound, since reminds me everything… — Will Advise 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
“I told your daughter that she is like a rose." " True enough," said Lorenzo Daza "but one with too many thorns.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“If you're stuck you could always double up with me at my place. It's the size of a postage stamp, but the… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
Babe I'd wait for you Even if red roses turns blue Babe I'd wait for you Cause I know someday.. There will… — John Lee Delan Copy Share Image
“My principal flowers will be trees. Because when you plant trees, you’re entitled to believe you’ll live forever. So” — James A. Michener Copy Share Image
“Today's satori: Such a change of mind would Not exist without My lifelong habit of having My mind immersed in blossoms.” — Saigyo Copy Share Image
As flowerlets drooped and puckered in the night turn up to the returning sun and spread their petals wide on his new… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Ah, there should be a young man, ein schone Junge carrying Blumen, a bouquet of roses. There should be cold Rhine wine… — Laurence Stallings Copy Share Image
“There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming,… — Alfred Tennyson Copy Share Image
“On the trees were no longer only leaves but brown fruits, on the bushes no longer blossoms but clusters of red berries.… — Matthew Pearl Copy Share Image
The landscape was clothed in a mild and quiet light, in which the woods and fences checkered and partitioned it with new… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“A vast field opened like a blossoming tulip, flowers blooming in the rippling airs of spring. High and frothy trees hugged air… — Paul Andreas Wunderlich Copy Share Image
“A fit queen for that nest of roses was the human flower that adorned it, for a year of love and luxury… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I was left alone there in the company of the orchids, roses and violets, which, like people waiting beside you who do… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue, there are millions of boys, but I choose you — Daley Copy Share Image
Friends are like flowers, beautiful flowers; friends are like flowers in the garden of life. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If heaven send no supplies, The fairest blossom of the garden dies. — William Browne Copy Share Image
“She is a rose, Jest. Lovely on the eyes, yes, but such thorns are not to be ignored.” — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
If you want the rose then you should accept the thorns too. Nothing is perfect ;) — Purple's Heart Copy Share Image
Does a rose exist that I might behold it? Or do I exist that a rose might be beheld? — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
More beautiful than all the flowers that bloom is the heart of a loving friend — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The entertainment business is to business what plastic flowers are to flowers. — Dov Davidoff Copy Share Image
“On the walk, like shredded lovely flesh, were the petals of the last gallant rose.” — Sinclair Lewis Copy Share Image
I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
