“In a world full of roses, stand out like a dandelion in the middle of a green, plush lawn!” — June Stoyer Copy Share Image
You don't blast a heart open," she said. "You coax and nurture it open, like the sun does to a rose. — Melody Beattie Copy Share Image
So please, for the love of gender- go bloom. Or water someone else while they do. — S. Bear Bergman Copy Share Image
Love is like a rose, a beautiful creature with fragrant smell, but please be careful about the thorns — Andrea Lloren Copy Share Image
With the Roses, I knew we were great; I felt that we would achieve something. On my own, I had no idea. — Ian Brown Copy Share Image
I hope that while so many people are out smelling the flowers, someone is taking the time to plant some. — Herbert Rappaport Copy Share Image
“Artistry exists in everyone. What makes it blossom is a soul's personal desire to find an outlet for expression.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
Don't hurry. Don't worry. You're only here for a short visit. So don't forget to stop and smell the roses. — Walter Hagen Copy Share Image
Break not the rose; its fragrance and beauty are surely sufficient, resting contented with these, never a thorn shall you feel. — John Hay Copy Share Image
I treat you like a rose cause you're my love of hope I hope someday we'll live in our own little garden… — Leonor Copy Share Image
“improved, so don’t let that limit where you use roses in the landscape. Roses are very tolerant of different soil types, especially… — Maggie Oster Copy Share Image
How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew! — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I feel like if I'm sick, I need flowers. I'm very open about saying what I need from a partner, and he… — Samaire Armstrong Copy Share Image
“The flakes stuck in my eyelashes. They fell on my sleeves. Huge. Flowers and stars. They fell onto each other, held their… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
“Roses are picked every day, they are told that they will be better off sold in the flower shoppe. And so they… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
“What would you like for your own life, Kate, if you could choose?” “Anything?” “Of course anything.” “That’s really easy, Aunty Ivy.”… — Valentina Hepburn Copy Share Image
“Only five minutes later he noticed a dozen crocuses growing round the foot of an old tree- gold and purple and white.… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
At the age of five, of six, at the age of seven, I used to begin weeping sometimes without warning, simply for… — Violette Leduc Copy Share Image
Now the autumn shudders In the rose's root. Far and wide the ladders Lean among the fruit. Now the autumn clambers Up… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“You asked what the wallpaper was in Mom's old room. It's lilacs." "Ah. It was always flowers, usually roses, when she was… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“She chose her colors carefully. She dressed slowly, she adjusted her petals one by one. She did not wish to present herself… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“What branch does not have its leaves and which twig will not have its flowers?” — Sorin Cerin Copy Share Image
I think there is a blossom about me of something more distinguished than the generality of mankind. — James Boswell Copy Share Image
“For the Earth itself is a blossom, she says, on the star tree, pale with luminous ocean leaves.” — Rolf Jacobsen Copy Share Image
Roses are red, And ready for plucking, You're sixteen, And ready for high school. — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
The rose saith in the dewy morn, I am most fair; Yet all my loveliness is born Upon a thorn. — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Here the scent of fake roses was underscored with the bright iron reek of blood.” — Christa Faust Copy Share Image
“When the rose opens its heart, you will smell the fragrance of its soul.” — Jit Sharma Copy Share Image
Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue , You Know Good & Well I Will Never Date You — Vauno Collins Copy Share Image
Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now? — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Roses are red. Violets are blue. Im using my hand but I'm thinking of you. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The flower of life blooms in love and radiates love all around it. — Maharishi Mahesh Yogi Copy Share Image
You may hear bad words but you always use soft words that carry the air of flowers. — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
