Roses are reddish Violets are bluish If it weren't for Christmas We'd all be Jewish. — Benny Hill Copy Share Image
“It's the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important.” — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“There is something so easy about flowers in a field—so natural and pure.” — Lisa Boero Copy Share Image
“And so we are like flowers; and bloom only, when the sun, kisses us.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
I don't need roses, candy's , or cards, all I need is you and you to hold me in your arms. — Nishan Panwar Copy Share Image
Somebody sent a rose for me and I don't know who it could be. Somebody sent a rose for me and I… — Gregory Isaacs Copy Share Image
“My silver iris necklace, like my father said have a meaning the petals represent faith, valor and wisdom.” — Hilary Duff Copy Share Image
Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day - like writing a… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
“She felt vaguely upset and unsettled. She was suddenly tired of outworn dreams. And in the garden the petals of the last… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
Don 't hurry. Don't worry. You're only here for a short visit. So don't forget to stop and smell the roses. — Walter Hagen Copy Share Image
“People complain because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses because I have finally learned not to pick them… — Shannon L. Alder Copy Share Image
Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
“The lyrics gather in my soul, as the blooms burst in air, and what flows from my lips is a symphony long… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
A single red rose means the love l have for you forever more you were the wonderful son l once had l… — Yvonne Jones Copy Share Image
“Aren't these the finest treasures? Each one springs up, and becomes more red than rubies, more fine than diamonds adn more valuable,… — Gregory Maguire Copy Share Image
A gift of flowers to a woman implies that she is as deliciously desirable as the blossoms themselves; but there may be… — Eleanor Perenyi Copy Share Image
“The wallpaper was, as Morven had promised, pink, with little rosettes trailing up and down, and the bedspread and all the pillows… — Robyn J Pritzker Copy Share Image
“He extended a hand and a sunflower materialized. Long and gorgeously yellow, it twirled in his fingers. “Peace offering.” “What happened to… — Sophie H. Morgan Copy Share Image
“She plucked a raspberry. Sweet juice, sweet pleasure. Within the tangle of tendrils, inside a blossom, a tiny bead was kisses and… — Susan Vreeland Copy Share Image
April Rain It is not raining rain to me, It's raining daffodils; In every dimpled drop I see Wild flowers on the… — Robert Loveman Copy Share Image
“ The Devil's Rose You would never take a rose from a beast. If his callous hand were to hold out a… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“My roses are my jewels, the sun and moon my clocks, fruit and water my food and drink.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Spring brings blossoms but poetically it is the blossoms that welcome spring — Divyadarshan Copy Share Image
“I have brought you the rose of love, and you have crowned me, in these dark hours, with their thorns.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“Flowers live their lives with or without our approval, look how beautiful they are for it.” — Cody Edward Lee Miller Copy Share Image
After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world. — Christian Dior Copy Share Image
Our eyes reflect light. Better that the lips are more like a rose petal. — Olivier Theyskens Copy Share Image
O'er folded blooms On swirls of musk, The beetle booms adown the glooms And bumps along the dusk. — James Whitcomb Riley Copy Share Image
All flowers in time bend towards the sun, I know you say there's no one for you, But here is one. — Jeff Buckley Copy Share Image
Roses are red Violets are twisted Bend over love Because you're about to get fisted — No Author Copy Share Image
For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom'd each rustic tomb. — Thomas Campbell Copy Share Image
'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone. — Thomas More Copy Share Image
A rose gets its color and fragrance from the root, and man his virtue from his childhood. — Austin O'Malley Copy Share Image
