“Roses are red, violets are blue, I’m no poet, I just wanna kiss you! love u zakiya” — Zakiya and Majid Copy Share Image
A nothing we were, are, shall remain, flowering: the nothing--, the no one's rose. — Paul Celan Copy Share Image
The root and the flower have to trust each other. If the root does not trust, the plant won't blossom. — William Stafford Copy Share Image
The flowers are Nature's jewels, with whose wealth she decks her summer beauty. — George Croly Copy Share Image
“It’s why we like real flowers that wilt, not perfect plastic ones that never change.” — Jason Fried Copy Share Image
“then "love," or "falling in love," an extra density textured into the weave of the days, a craziness, an orchidaceous interdimensional blossoming… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
You always have to remember - no matter what you're told - that God loves all the flowers, even the wild ones… — Cyndi Lauper Copy Share Image
things which in my mind blossom will stumble beneath a clumsiest disguise appear capable of fragility and indecision — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If you stand in front of a mirror holding eleven roses, you will see twelve of the most beautiful things in the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“We humans speak many languages; flowers on the contrary speak only one language: The language of beauty!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
By Fate full many a heart has been undone, And many a sprightly rose made woe-begone; Plume thee not on thy lusty… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description… — Eleanor Roosevelt Copy Share Image
“I network like a salmon in a bear costume. Why swim upstream when the honeybee has all the flowers? Is anything more… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“ Why Roses Crave Thorns " Petals detach from a wilting bud—a single stem plucked before fully blossomed. They descend in hesitant… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Gardens come and go, but I find myself getting attached to certain perennials. My tulips are bridesmaids, with fat faces and good… — Michael Lee West Copy Share Image
“In Japan, a number of time-honored everyday activities (such as making tea, arranging flowers, and writing) have traditionally been deeply examined by… — H.E. Davey Copy Share Image
Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The rose is all I have, I'm sorry for letting you go, this rose is all I have, rose of death I… — Madi Copy Share Image
“At first, he talked about the flowers in the garden behind his country house in Surrey. His voice still had its Midlands… — Frederick Weisel Copy Share Image
“These flowers are starwort," she said. "Starwort means 'welcome.' By giving you a bouquet of starwort, I'm welcoming you to my home,… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
From barren brown stems to glistening leaf-buds; from the leaf-buds to snowy virginity of bloom…It was like a flute song forgotten in… — Zora Neale Hurston 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
“She put on a white dress and went around all day with roses in her hair and sang hymns.” — Tove Jansson 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
No Rain, No Flowers' is an inside look into my journey of healing and growth. — Sabrina Claudio Copy Share Image
Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers. — May Sarton 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
Roses are red violets are blue I suck at poetry dont friendzone me please lol — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Roses are red , viottles are blue , I hate you , what are you going to do — Author Name 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
