My virgin sense of sound was steeped In the music of young streams; And roses through the casement peeped, And scented all… — Alfred Austin Copy Share Image
“But should Bortz have exfoliated the mere words so lushly, into such unnatural roses, under which whose red, scented dusk, dark history… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“The Nature of This Flower Is to Bloom Rebellious. Living. Against the Elemental Crush. A Song of Color Blooming For Deserving Eyes.… — Alice Walker Copy Share Image
“Doesn't every love express itself this way, with the seeds of both its flowering and its ruin in the very first words,… — Elizabeth Kostova Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, a face like yours belongs in a zoo, but don't be mad, I'll be there to,… — Author Name Copy Share Image
“Many times, while looking at the flowers, unknowingly, we may have transcended ourselves and have become a part of them, at least… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
Most dressing rooms are sterile and they feel like someone else's space. But over two weeks of previews, before the show officially… — Mathew Horne Copy Share Image
If you find yourself born in Barnsley and then set your sights on being Virginia Woolf it is not going to be… — Alan Bennett Copy Share Image
“Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
One wants to move through life with elegance and grace, blossoming infrequently but with exquisite taste, and perfect timing, like a rare… — Tony Kushner Copy Share Image
“You're handling someone's life energy, so it's intense, yeah, but there's like this charge from it." "I'm not sure how I feel… — Rachel Hawkins Copy Share Image
Cultivo una rosa blanca, En julio como en enero, Para el amigo sincero Que me da su mano franca. Y para el… — Jose Marti Copy Share Image
“You should see the way she smiles when I rattle off the names of the orchids in the greenhouse: oncidium, dendrobium, bulbophyllum,… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
“Yet, she said to herself, from the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreaths heaped and roses; and if… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times,… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“The lawn gently sloped to a winding stream, so clear as perfectly to reflect the beautiful scenery of heaven, now glowing with… — Regina Maria Roche Copy Share Image
“She has lived and loved! There is no folded petal, no latent dewdrop, in this perfectly developed rose!” — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
I will allow only my Lord to possess my sacred lotus pond, and every night you can make blossom in me flowers… — Huang E Copy Share Image
“I am a rose that grew from concrete. There was no soil, fertilizer or water to nourish me; just the hand of… — Teleah Scott-Williams Copy Share Image
We'll dive into the earth together. And if one day a wild flower finds water and springs up from that piece of… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
“Roses are red, Violettes are bllue, Valentines day is consumerous crap,now don't you have ironing to do" Unlikely thing to read in… — Mock of the week the show Copy Share Image
All birds cant speak but PARROT did it. All flowers dont represent Love but ROSE did it. All others couldnt touch my… — Ali Bassam Copy Share Image
“Little blossom trapped in between, wearing malice like a queen; hide the truth, be cruel and tart, still all the more, you… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“...when the present stung her, she sought her antidote in the future, which was as sure to hold achievement as the dying… — Elspeth Huxley 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
Madam Life's a piece in bloom Death goes dogging everywhere: she's the tenant of the room, he's the ruffian on the stair. — William Ernest Henley Copy Share Image
Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk, is a miracle. Somewhere, always a rose is opening its… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
“Daffy bent down suddenly, and picked a small startled white flower. "Anemone," he said, handing it over; he made her repeat the… — Emma Donoghue Copy Share Image
“Tis so beautiful—flowers every day of the year. You can always smell them in the air, even out to sea.” — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“You know not what joys may be stored up for you in the cottage around which grace will plant the roses of… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
A boy gave a girl 13 roses; 12 were real, 1 was fake, then the boy said to the girl, 'I will… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Anybody can be a flower! Yes, you can be a flower too! Just be gentle and innocent; give no harm to anyone!… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower—suitable to any occasion. I carried them on my wedding day, and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“My heart lies now as a rose, trampled on the ground, leaves limp, petals bleeding a red stain that will never wash… — Martha Kowalski Copy Share Image
Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young… — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
“Lupine: A flowering plant in the pea family with upright, showy spikes of colorful blossoms whose sweet scent inspires restoration and renewal” — Meg Donohue Copy Share Image
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
However far I gaze Neither cherry blossoms nor Crimson leaves are in sight. Only a fisherman's hut on the shore In the… — Fujiwara no Teika Copy Share Image
“The rose is red, the violet's blue, Sugar's sweet and so are you. If you love me as I love you, No… — Maud Petersham Copy Share Image
In the season of white wild roses We two went hand in hand: But now in the ruddy autumn Together already we… — Francis Turner Palgrave Copy Share Image
