Hearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread, but give us roses. — James Oppenheim Copy Share Image
Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things. — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
The world is growing gentle, But few know what she owes To the understanding lily And the judgment of the rose. — Nathalia Crane Copy Share Image
I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor. — Siri Hustvedt Copy Share Image
It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“You're my rose and I am the dew sticked to you who never wants to fall apart.” — Himanshu Singla Copy Share Image
I would say, 'Go ask any couple that's been married for 30, 40, 50 years... It hasn't always been roses.' — Jason Aldean Copy Share Image
Our cheer goes back to them, the valiant dead! Laurels and roses on their graves to-day, lilies and laurels over them we… — Richard Hovey Copy Share Image
For decades, life expectancy steadily rose in Britain: and then, suddenly, just as the Tories took power and imposed austerity, this improvement… — Owen Jones Copy Share Image
When the Divine Artist would produce a poem, He plants a germ of it in a human soul, and out of that… — James A. Garfield Copy Share Image
“So what if he is not part of my present but he is in my future, I know. And everyday I'm going… — Awwthentic Copy Share Image
And I could see his internal struggle become an all out war. "It wouldn't have made a difference. Not with Adrian involved,"… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Song like a rose should be; Each rhyme a petal sweet; For fragrance, melody, That when her lips repeat The words, her… — Frank Dempster Sherman Copy Share Image
Love is the world's infinite mutability; lies, hatred, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of… — Tony Kushner Copy Share Image
How is it that she [Hillary Clinton] ends up in Arkansas with a philandering husband who makes 25 grand a year as… — Rush Limbaugh Copy Share Image
Faith is not our saviour. It was not faith that was born at Bethlehem and died on Golgotha for us. It was… — Horatius Bonar Copy Share Image
“Well, look who's on my front porch," he said, speaking Empire with this odd hissing accent. "A murderer and a cross-dressing pirate."… — Cassandra Rose Clarke Copy Share Image
The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
...I remembered the rose bush that had reached a thorny branch out through the ragged fence, and caught my dress, detaining me… — Albion Fellows Bacon Copy Share Image
“The Flowers All the names I know from nurse: Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Hollyhock. Fairy… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Focus on the roses: 'A person who gathers honey will not escape being stung by bees. A person who gathers roses will… — Zelig Pliskin 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
Just as the pioneers made the desert blossom as a rose, so too our lives and families will blossom if we follow… — L. Tom Perry Copy Share Image
I feel thankful to God, first and foremost, allowing me to enjoy this 'smell the roses' kind of thing. — Stevie Wonder Copy Share Image
I earned my first steady paycheck watering rose bushes at a nursery for a dollar an hour. — John Grisham Copy Share Image
By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose! — Richard Heber Copy Share Image
Swans moulting die, snow melts to tears, Roses do blush and hang their heads — Henry Noel Brailsford Copy Share Image
Nobody's life is a bed of roses. We all have crosses to bear and we all just do our best. — Yoko Ono Copy Share Image
“Rose, come here." Christian grabbed my hand and guided me back down on the couch next to him.” — Tish Thawer Copy Share Image
She ate so many clams that her stomach rose and fell with the tide. — Louis Kronenberger Copy Share Image
It was not in the winter Our loving lot was cast! It was the time of roses, We plucked them as we… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
Beauty never slumbers; All is in her name; But the rose remembers The dust from which it came. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Take the time to smell the roses. Sooner or later, you'll inhale a bee and die. — Christopher Titus Copy Share Image
A Primrose by a river's brim A yellow primrose was to him And it was something more. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The rose does best as a rose. Lilies make the best lilies. And look! You - the best you around! — Rumi Copy Share Image
Information appears to stew out of me naturally, like the precious otter of roses out of the otter. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
To be beautiful is enough! if a woman can do that well who should demand more from her? You don't want a… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
N order for it to hide its own beauty, a rose hides behind its sharp thorns — Korean Drama Copy Share Image