The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Now the fire rises and offers a dozen, singing, deep-red roses of flame.” — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Trees and flowers are so important. The idea of blooming is the idea of becoming something different. — Alessandro Michele Copy Share Image
Roses Are Red Viliots Are Blue Love Never crossed My Mind Till I found You — Kellie Styles Copy Share Image
“Roses do not bloom hurriedly; for beauty, like any masterpiece, takes time to blossom.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
All of us blossom when we feel loved and wither when we do not feel loved. — Gary Chapman Copy Share Image
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“A rose does not answer its enemies with words, but with beauty.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Roses are red Violets are blue Faces like yours Belong in a zoo Don't be mad I'll be there too Not in… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A beautiful soap left in the guest bathroom, some fresh flowers by the bed, or a small gift of chocolates in their… — Tinsley Mortimer Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and so are you But those roses are wilting, the violets are dead,… — Shubham Joshi Copy Share Image
Salt is added to dried rose petals with the perfume and spices, when we store them away in covered jars, the summers… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
To keep the body in good health is a duty, for otherwise we shall not be able to trim the lamp of… — Buddha Copy Share Image
Just remember, during the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, that there's a seed that with the sun's love in the spring… — Bette Midler Copy Share Image
“When you go to a garden, do you look at thorns or flowers? Spend more time with the roses and jasmine.” — Rumi Copy Share Image
If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“A shopgirl dressed in finery, speaking in cockney... it's like fingernails on slate." "Yes," Llandrindon said with a laugh. "Or like seeing… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“When we got to class, Andy reached in to my tote and set the rose on my desk. I didn’t understand why… — Nely Cab Copy Share Image
“They say she's a girl like a garden, it said. "All roses and lavender and spider mums. Too bright, too bright to… — Kelly Andrew Copy Share Image
“If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together, In sad or singing… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree.… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“I started my illustrious career with a pitchfork in my hand and saddle soap in my pocket." Idly he tugged a white… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“What is a flower? A giant sexual organ in its Sunday best. The truth has been known for a long time, yet,… — Amélie Nothomb Copy Share Image
“Suddenly a sweet smell Lightened my heart With a pleasant air: But I was not in a flower garden In full bloom,… — Mahmud Kianush Copy Share Image
When a husband brings his wife flowers for no reason, theres a reason. — Molly McGee Copy Share Image
Rose stood in the pitcher Rose bloomed well she was so beautiful exactly the as you — Canada Serdyuk Copy Share Image
Let every hindrance to joy become the soil out of which joy blossoms. — Elizabeth George Copy Share Image
She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns. — Olga Broumas Copy Share Image
Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, yup, not blue. . . . — Rick Sutter Copy Share Image
“A cool red rose and a pink cut pink, a collapse and a sold hole, a little less hot. - Red roses.” — Gertrude Stein Copy Share Image
In the cold dark days of the winter, dream about the flowers to get warmed up! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“life separates us as the wind separetes the Dandelion flower petals” — Me Noor Marwan Copy Share Image
When the fruit appears the blossom drops off. Love of God is the fruit, and rituals are the blossom. — Ramakrishna Copy Share Image
I didn't even recall being on the DB sessions until Herbie Flowers reminded me a couple of years ago. — Jim Sullivan Copy Share Image
I don't like painting flowers in my music. I like painting guts and pain. — Jonathan Davis Copy Share Image
