“Our words were like the eucalyptus blossoms of spring tossed away on the wind.” — Malala Yousafzai Copy Share Image
Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on, could it be a faded rose from days gone by? — Tanya Tucker Copy Share Image
I like flowers, I also like children, but I do not chop their heads off and keep them in bowls of water… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I started growing roses. I enjoyed the craft of it and that they're difficult to look after; they can provide joy. — Yannis Philippakis Copy Share Image
Rose of the desert! thou art to me An emblem of stainless purity,-- Of those who, keeping their garments white, Walk on… — David Macbeth Moir Copy Share Image
Nobody knew my rose of the world but me... I had too much glory. They don't want glory like that in nobody's… — Tennessee Williams Copy Share Image
“How often have you been showered by rose petals falling from the heavens? I have, however, been showered by arrows raining from… — Joseph J. Bailey Copy Share Image
I bought you 12 roses for Valentine's Day - 11 real and 1 fake. I will love you until all of them… — MrCountry Copy Share Image
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves,… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I am following Nature without being able to grasp her, I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers. — Claude Monet Copy Share Image
“Christians must show that misery fits the good for heaven, while happiness prepares the bad for hell; that the wicked get all… — Robert G. Ingersoll Copy Share Image
She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Now summer is in flower and natures hum Is never silent round her sultry bloom Insects as small as dust are never… — John Clare Copy Share Image
Morality is like a field of flowers beneath which the corpses are piled in a thousand layers. It is an evolved mechanism… — Roger Scruton Copy Share Image
Hark, I hear a robin calling! List, the wind is from the south! And the orchard-bloom is falling Sweet as kisses on… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
“Ginny had named her supper club after the prominent mesquite tree that shaded the home's picturesque front garden. She adored these deciduous… — Nicole Meier Copy Share Image
The honeysuckle was everywhere the day the letter arrived, like heat. Wild roses bloomed in hedges of tendrils and perfume. There were… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
Roses! I swear you men have all your romance from the same worn book. Flowers are a good thing, a sweet thing… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Roses are red. Vilotes are blue. when I call you beautiful believe me it's true. — Asking Alexander Copy Share Image
Give him 11 real flowers and 1 fake. say that I'll love you till the last flower dies. — Author Name Copy Share Image
The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. -Emperor — Mulan Copy Share Image
“I don't know if nice people tend to grow roses, or growing roses tends to make people nice.” — Roland A. Browne Copy Share Image
Someone once said that under the bell jar of compliance, the only thing that blooms is rage. — Jane Fonda Copy Share Image
“Children are like soft petals. One wrong pluck and they are damaged forever.” — Nikita Dudani Copy Share Image
“A rose, with the motto Dum spiro spero , which actually I rather like—while I breathe I shall hope.” — Jo Walton Copy Share Image
You stay out here a little while, an' if you smell any roses, you come let me smell, too. — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
I don't care about flowers or chocolates or anything like that, that's not me. — Gino D'Acampo Copy Share Image
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“Father loved the fact that a lilac only blossoms after a harsh winter.” — Martha Hall Kelly Copy Share Image
