Do not the bright June roses blow To meet thy kiss at morning hours? — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The best way to killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud. — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
In the morning the sunflower blossoms due to the sun's rays. This morning I just wanted to remind you that my heart… — Sheila Carey Copy Share Image
“A few blossoms float into the room. They drop like frayed yellow ribbons on the gray carpet.” — Eileen Granfors Copy Share Image
“A rose started off a bud, a bird started off an egg, and a forest started off a seed.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
“Your scented tears on white roses - Love is crying in a good way.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
“Plucking a rose only proves you desire it, but nurturing it proves you love it.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Be who you are because rose who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. — Nknown Copy Share Image
The beauty of a rose may last for days, yet the beauty of someone special will live on for eternity — Superman Copy Share Image
Roses are red, the sun is gold. Get on your knees and do as youre told. — Maria Micah Rosales Copy Share Image
I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs, where… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
A second blow of many flowers appears, flowers faintly tinged and breathing no perfume; but fruits, not blossoms, form the woodland wreath… — James Grahame Copy Share Image
The thousand petal lotus of light, the crown center, really does not become operative until one is on the verge of enlightenment… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
Learn to love with all your heart and accept the faults of others in your life. Remember, anyone can love a rose… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close! — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
Hope is a walk through a flowering meadow. One does not require that it lead anywhere. — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
“all that is seen with the empty sockets bursts like flowering grass.” — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
“Mindy.” he softly said my name. “Tell me…my beautiful red rose,” he continued, “why must you let this thorny bush grip onto… — Deb Apodaca Copy Share Image
A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME WILL SMELL AS SWEET. BUT IT DOES NOT FOLLOW THAT WHATEVER WE CHOOSE TO CALL A… — B. B. Warfield Copy Share Image
