“I can see some of the roses still blooming in my mother´s garden. Brown on the edges and bright in other colors,… — Laura Nowlin Copy Share Image
“to speak to her. He was interested in his roses (which, she heard afterward, were to be sent to town to an… — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
You are beautiful, but you are empty,” he went on. “One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby… — Antoine de Saint-Exupery Copy Share Image
“Memory My mind lets go a thousand things, Like dates of wars and deaths of kings, And yet recalls the very hour—’T… — Paul Negri Copy Share Image
If I'm honest, the thing I am proudest of is my varieties of wild flowers in the hay meadow. — Monty Don Copy Share Image
The deadnettle is the Punxsutawney Phil of the plant world: short of stature but stout of heart. At the first hint of… — Hope Jahren Copy Share Image
Rose stood in the pitcher Rose bloomed well she was so beautiful exactly the same as you — Canada Serdyuk Copy Share Image
“You have only to say one word and I would know your voice among all other voices. I don't know what it… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“On the warm stone walls, climbing roses were just coming into bloom and great twisted branches of honeysuckle and clematis wrestled each… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
Words. Borne on the ever swelling current of hatred, like flowers opening in the current, petals peeling back, then falling apart. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Season late, day late, sun just down, and the sky Cold gunmetal but with a wash of live rose, and she, From… — Robert Penn Warren Copy Share Image
If you're a guy, you should get girls flowers all the time. They never get old and you can never get them… — Alison Brie Copy Share Image
If I have learned anything, it is to keep my wife happy by sending her lavish gifts. Other men can learn from… — Don Rickles Copy Share Image
“She hovered, her fine-boned face and slender form revealed in the low light of the fire. Her hair was the pale blond… — Tracy Anne Warren Copy Share Image
When did we all become so fragile that mere metaphors could turn us all into fainting flowers? When did we stop being… — Julia Hartley-Brewer Copy Share Image
Roses Are red And Voilets Are Blue God Made Me sexy But What The Hell Happened to You ? — Karal Copy Share Image
“It shall dwell roses, from your sweet tears in my heart.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“My resolution to “Embrace good smells” has developed into a full-blown obsession. A few of my favorite perfumes: CB I Hate Perfume… — Gretchen Rubin Copy Share Image
“She put on a white dress and went around all day with roses in her hair and sang hymns.” — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
“Like a beautiful flower, Brightly colored but lacking scent, So are well-spoken words Fruitless when not carried out.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I have a showroom where we experiment with twelve cakes. We develop sketches and ideas for cakes for the next season. We… — Ron Ben-Israel Copy Share Image
“I wondered if this longing in a three-year-old had sparked what came at eight. That fuzzy feeling of difference, that her crushes… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“I want to call back the blackberry flowers that have fallen though pear blossoms remain” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Such phantom blossoms palely shining Over the lifeless boughs of Time. — Edgar Lee Masters Copy Share Image
If writing novels is like planting a forest, then writing short stories is more like planting a garden. The two processes complement… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I seek a form that my style cannot discover,a bud of thought that wants to be a rose. — Ruben Dario Copy Share Image
“The small corner market had rows of fresh flowers in white plastic buckets. Standing, the early fall sun on her shoulders, she… — Linda Francis Lee Copy Share Image
I always wear ladies' scents. I like the smell of flowers and men's scents tend to smell like burnt photocopiers. — Vic Reeves Copy Share Image
“It looks like fallen petals, and it looks like rain. It looks like the sounds the birds make at dawn. It looks… — D. Smith Kaich Jones Copy Share Image
