If I had a rose for every time I think about you, I'd be picking roses for a life time. — Elizabeth Ward Copy Share Image
Time is a blooming field: nature is ever teeming with life: and all is seed, and all is fruit. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
“Flowers enshrine my heart between their petals; that's why my heartbeats love them so much” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
Roses are white nightlock is blue its called Catching Fire not Hunger Games 2 — Priyanka Copy Share Image
So Janie waited a bloom time, and a green time and an orange time. — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Tart and sweet, tinged with the faint scent of almonds and flowers, the Blenheim is the ideal apricot for both eating and… — Samin Nosrat Copy Share Image
The perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one and it would not be a wasted… — Ken Watanabe Copy Share Image
Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid… — Henryk Sienkiewicz Copy Share Image
All flowers talk to me and so do hundreds of little living things in the woods. I learn what I know by… — George Washington Carver 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
We may say most aptly that the Analytical Engine weaves algebraical patterns just as the Jacquard loom weaves flowers and leaves. — Ada Lovelace Copy Share Image
“Little blossom in peach and red Trapping boys with your pretty head; Tease and play, be coy and smart For you will… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
We were made to enjoy music, to enjoy beautiful sunsets, to enjoy looking at the billows of the sea and to be… — Desmond Tutu Copy Share Image
Well you wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart They're just thorns… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
“but the flower continued her beauty preparations in the shelter of her green chamber, selecting her colors with greatest care and dressing… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“Alice stopped walking as a dragonfly hovered close. 'Yellow-winged darter.' The name came to mind of its own accord. She watched as… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“The warm afternoon, the garden, the tray of empty glasses on the grass, succeeded in conveying foreboding and dissatisfaction; even the roses… — Shirley Hazzard Copy Share Image
“Trevor cupped his hands around it, felt Zach's heartbeat throbbing between his palms. The skin of the shaft was textured, slightly rippled… — Poppy Z. Brite Copy Share Image
“He took her as though she were a toy, a toy or a closed rosebud which he brought into bloom each night… — Jorge Amado Copy Share Image
“You're beautiful, but you're empty. one could not die for you. to be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“I want to see a flowering of Arab and Jewish cultures in a country without racism or anti-Semitism, without rich or poor… — Aurora Levins Morales Copy Share Image
Look at the flowers-for no reason. It is simply unbelievable how happy flowers are. — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
“On my fourteenth birthday when the sakura was in full bloom, the men came to kill us.” — Zoë Marriott Copy Share Image
“you plant your own garden instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.” — Maggi Myers Copy Share Image
“Also available locally are roses planted in containers and actively growing. These have the advantage” — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
“Of all the flowers from a rose to a carnation, I’d die for reincarnation.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“Daisies that bring you joy are better than roses that bring you sorrow.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Two things cannot be in one place. Where you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle cannot grow. — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
“Life isn't made of miracles, roses and cotton fucking candy, Lea.” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
The opening and the folding flowers, that laugh to the summer's day. — Felicia Hemans Copy Share Image