Roses are red, Violets are red, Shrubs are red, Trees are red, OMG! My yard is on fire! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A lot of the flowers I like are weeds. Oh, and dandelions, but they're a weed, too. — Daniel Rigby Copy Share Image
“Until you become yourself," Bloom avers, "what benefit can you be to others.” — Harold Bloom Copy Share Image
“Love smells like a flower in bloom. A flower that's sitting on a pile of steaming feces.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“The shefali will not bloom until it was time for the pujas.” — Manoshi Bhattacharya Copy Share Image
May, queen of blossoms, And fulfilling flowers, With what pretty music Shall we charm the hours? Wilt thou have pipe and reed,… — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I wake up and lie still enough to hear a petal drop from the vase of flowers. Sometimes I lie awake… — Simon Van Booy Copy Share Image
I think that's why August [Wilson] named her Rose [in "Fences"]; I really do. She's a rose in her sweetness and her… — Viola Davis Copy Share Image
“had much luck, and she was down to the last one: a pale-green silk dress with a vine of tiny embroidered pink… — Julia London Copy Share Image
“Until we’re pushing up daisies, it might be good to remind ourselves daily that everything’s coming up roses — for me and… — Gina Barreca Copy Share Image
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way. — Walter Hagen Copy Share Image
“Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Lavender lilies all dotted with spots. Sun-yellow daffodils clustered in pots. Blue morning-glories climb trellises high. Powder-white asters like stars in the… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“I sought her eye, desirous to read there the intelligence which I could not discern in her face or hear in her… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“...Want to know why my roses grow dead on a living vine? Prayer against civil war. Let us hate with a single… — Robin Schiff Copy Share Image
“Is there any finer phrase in the English language than Midsummer Day? There are no words to touch it for conjuring. It… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
“Outside the house, against a sheltered wall to the south, a single stalk of green thrust upwards, with slender rapierlike leaves and… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you? But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
“The Pain of Becoming For the flower, it is fully open at each step of its blossoming. We do ourselves a great… — Mark Nepo Copy Share Image
“When the smell of her perfume, something that reminded him of faint spicy blossoms and spring, wasn't wreathed in a cloud around… — Karen Ranney Copy Share Image
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