“Pretty girls kissed me on victory day, their lips soft red petals brushing my face.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
Roses Are Red. Violets Are Blue, if I had a brick. I Would Throw It At U — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Every flower blooms just as every flower dies, but it lives long enough to provide beauty in the world. — LostInTears Copy Share Image
“**Flowers are the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart**..” ― +babu r” — babu r Copy Share Image
Love is like a beautiful rose, it takes time and patience before it fully blossom. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When a man can look upon the simple wild-rose, and feel no pleasure, his taste has been corrupted. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
The more you dont look backwards the more you wont turn into stone...move forward and smell the roses,they have a softer feeling.. — Frenchqueen Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue. Sugar is sweet and so are you. But the roses are dying and the violets are… — Ali Copy Share Image
There was a knight came riding by In early spring, when the roads were dry; And he heard that lady sing at… — William Morris Copy Share Image
The superfluous blossoms on a fruit tree are meant to symbolize the large way God loves to do pleasant things. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
In the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage… — Nathalia Crane Copy Share Image
For flowers that bloom about our feet; For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet; For song of bird, and hum of bee;… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Yea! for our roses fade, the world is wild; But there, beside the altar, there, is rest. -from "Nuns of the Perpetual… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
I'm no rose. I have been around a while, and you never know when something is going to be the last thing… — David Milch Copy Share Image
Study the teachings of the pine tree, the bamboo, and the plum blossom. The pine is evergreen, firmly rooted, and venerable. The… — Morihei Ueshiba Copy Share Image
“Perched up on salvaged bricks, the half-pipes made perfect planters with an industrial edge that oddly complemented Sugar's pretty favorites: pansies, lantana,… — Sarah-Kate Lynch Copy Share Image
She was white, perhaps too white. Her eyes, which were almost always cast down, when she raised them testified to the purest… — Jose Rizal Copy Share Image
“How lucky country children are in these natural delights that lie ready to their hand! Every season and every plant offers changing… — Miss Read 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
I don't understand why Brandon Flowers keeps taking shots at us. Maybe he feels threatened, but he seems to be doing just… — Ryan Ross 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
“There is beauty and darkness in everything. Sorrow in joy, life in death, thorns on the rose.” — cate tiernan Copy Share Image
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Something like inner beauty will live forever, like the scent of a rose.” — Alex Flinn Beastly Copy Share Image
Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm counting the days until I can finally see you <3 i miss you... — Jas&rob Copy Share Image
Roses are red Violets are blue I've got a knife Get in the van. — Myothersweetangel199 Copy Share Image
Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world! — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
Men have feelings too, you know. You bruise the petals of my manflower. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
