The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyone the sculpted flower. — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
I don't think anyone looks into their family tree and expects it to come up smelling of roses. — Martin Freeman Copy Share Image
“Let your Life be a garden of peace and your smile be a bloom of flowers.” — Dinakar Phillip Copy Share Image
Remember, Monsieur that roses are not gathered except in the midst of thorns and that heroic acts of virtue are accomplished only… — Vincent de Paul Copy Share Image
“Every woman, even the most respectable, had roses blooming under glass; lips cut with a knife; curls of Indian ink; there was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“complicated pruning techniques. In reality, roses are no more difficult to grow than any other shrub or flower. But just as other… — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
“There is something horrible about a flower; This, broken in my hand, is one of those He threw it in just now;… — Charlotte Mew Copy Share Image
I saw the sunlight in a leafy place, Bathing itself in liquid green and amber-- Where every flower had tears hid in… — Ernest Rhys Copy Share Image
“Every petal tells the story of how a bud blossomed into a flower, pushing through the night and opening in dawn. This… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
Only the other day I was inquiring of an entire bed of old-fashioned roses, forced to listen to my ramblings on the… — Prince Charles Copy Share Image
“What is the difference between a rose for a bouquet and a rose for a grave? Only the purpose, not the variety.” — Brandon Gene Petit Copy Share Image
“Season late, day late, sun just down, and the sky Cold gunmetal but with a wash of live rose, and she, From… — Robert Penn Warren Copy Share Image
A flower is a daisy chain, a graduation, a valentine; a flower is New Year's Eve and an orchid in your hair;… — Jean Hersey Copy Share Image
“And there’s one more thing.” Rose accepted the handshake with a smile, hoping she would see this strange woman again. “What is… — Kathryn Smith Copy Share Image
“As Blake leaned down to accept her hug she whispered, “Remember when you and Livia tried to hog the spotlight at my… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“There is a bench in the back of my garden shaded by Virginia creeper, climbing roses, and a white pine where I… — Mary Rose O'Reilley Copy Share Image
“And I thanked mi papa who'd always said to me that we, los Indios, the Indians, were like the weeds. That roses… — Victor Villaseñor Copy Share Image
“I still dream in pictures and color, always the world of my childhood. I see the purple Judas trees at Easter lighting… — Deborah Lawrenson 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
