Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. — James Shirley Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue, I'll love you the way, Piglet loves Pooh ¥ — ForeverAlone Copy Share Image
What's in a name? That with we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet. — Unkown Copy Share Image
Roses are red , viottles are blue , I hate you , what are you going to do — Author Name Copy Share Image
“The audacious telegraph operator took the flower from his buttonhole and said to her: "I give you my life in this rose.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Make books your companions; let your bookshelves be your gardens; bask in their beauty, gather their fruit, pluck their roses, take their… — Samuel Ben Judah Ibn Tibbon Copy Share Image
For those roses bright, oh, those roses bright! I have twined them in my sister's locks That are hid in the dust… — Phoebe Cary Copy Share Image
The blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
“Now I understand why you grow so many flowers." She shifted her head, not understanding. I said, "To cover the stink of… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its… — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
If you're a star you go through the front door carrying the roses, instead of through the back door carrying the garbage. — Robert Stack Copy Share Image
“Pluck the petals from the flower, mix with a drop of honey, add a splash of tears, and give to your lover… — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“I’m starting to feel like an old man alone in a small boat In a snowfall of blossoms, Only the south wind… — Charles Wright Copy Share Image
“Hummingbird Flitting, darting A restless quest To fuel a fire That burns your breast Seeking sweetness For selfish glee Bringing gifts So… — Michael Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Flowers teach us that nothing is permanent: not their beauty, not even the fact that they will inevitably wilt, because they will… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“When I read a book I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then I come across a… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“Are the roses not also--even as the owl is--excessive? Each flower is small and lovely, but in their sheer and silent abundance… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.' She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“In seconds, the room flooded with wide-eyed girls wanting to meet the artist of the butterfly stories. Stories about healing and redemption.… — Melanie Dobson Copy Share Image
“Flowers remind us to put away fear, to stop our rushing and running and worrying about this and that, and for a… — Jane Kirkpatrick Copy Share Image
She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew. — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Roses are red violets are blue I suck at poetry dont friendzone me please lol — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“She could go on asking herself why roses had thorns or she could be thankful that thorns had roses.” — Ella Griffin 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
Roses are red, violets are blue one day you'll meet someone as special as you — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Intellectually, true beauty is very difficult to distinguish a priori from the bloom of youth.” — André Breton Copy Share Image
My mother had a beautiful rose garden and would cut roses all summer and place in our house. — Tinsley Mortimer Copy Share Image
Flowers are one of the few things we buy, bring home, watch die, and we don't ask for our money back. — George Carlin Copy Share Image
While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue, But coyly linger'd on the thorn. — James Montgomery 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
Tis emblematic, the rose of youth and health soon fades when watered by the tear of affliction. — Susanna Rowson Copy Share Image
