When we see a soul whose acts are all regal, graceful, and pleasant as roses, we must thank God that such things… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I jog at the Rose Bowl, and I collect antique and vintage furniture, so I'm there every few weeks for the flea… — Theo Rossi Copy Share Image
I do not wish to die- There is such contingent beauty in life: The open window on summer mornings Looking out on… — A. L. Rowse Copy Share Image
Focus on the center of the chest, relax. Imagine a rose there. Feel it unfolding. Let yourself go and ignore your thoughts. — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
The Rose which here on earth is now perceived by me, has blossomed thus in god from all eternity. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more… — Rumi Copy Share Image
The mind is the great poem of winter, the man, Who, to find what will suffice, Destroys romantic tenements Of rose and… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
in time of daffodils(who know the goal of living is to grow) forgetting why,remember how in time of lilacs who proclaim the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It had not seemed to matter that Rose was only eight years old. "More than eight," said Rose. "Nearly nine." "Darling Rose,… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I will soothe you and heal you, I will bring you roses. I too have been covered with thorns. — Rumi Copy Share Image
LIFE is a mosaic of pleasure and pain - grief is an interval between two moments of joy. Peace is the interlude… — Sathya Sai Baba Copy Share Image
Alas! to seize the moment When the heart inclines to heart, And press a suit with passion, Is not a woman's part.… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
If church prelates, past or present, had even an inkling of physiology they'd realize that what they term this inner ugliness creates… — Sean O'Casey Copy Share Image
The weak grey light that serves as harbinger of red and golden dawn faintly lit my window. I fumbled for a candle,… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
...the girl with the tip-tilted nose, the forget-me-not eyes, the rose red cheeks and the lily-white neck and shoulders who gave the… — Gaston Leroux Copy Share Image
Back in the 1970s, Kodak tried to give $25m to a black civil rights organisation in Rochester, New York. The company's shareholders… — Noreena Hertz Copy Share Image
“A book about books is like a poem about poetry: Books are knowledge, paid for, all. Readers - horses in a stall.… — Will Advise Copy Share Image
But Anne with her elbows on the window sill, her soft cheek laid against her clasped hands, and her eyes filled with… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Dimitri: "Rose, I'm seven years older than you. In ten years, that won't mean so much, but for now, it's huge. I'm… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Behold the Sea, The opaline, the plentiful and strong, Yet beautiful as is the rose in June, Fresh as the trickling rainbow… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
If you want to change the way others treat you, you should first change the way you treat yourself. Unless you learn… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I have no phobias. Phobias are irrational. My fears are rational and CAREFULLY CULTIVATED, like roses. — Maureen Johnson Copy Share Image
