It's my real name. My mother's name is Rose Rock. It was the worst name as a kid to have. They called… — Chris Rock Copy Share Image
The tear, down childhood's cheek that flows, Is like the dewdrop on the rose; When next the summer breeze comes by And… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Young sailors once stood under a square sail, gazing wonderingly across the water to where a strange shore rose about the sea… — Helge Ingstad Copy Share Image
“No." Sam laid the rose back on the desk, voice deepening. "He's never done anything awful to me, or to anyone else.… — Jodi Meadows Copy Share Image
If you love the roses, that is ordinary; if you love the weeds, that is extraordinary! Rather than being common, be extraordinary! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“I saw Lord Caister looking at Rose as if he would like to put a red carpet down for her little feet… — Countess Barcynska Copy Share Image
I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what… — Louis Armstrong Copy Share Image
Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
When he awoke it was dawn. Or something like dawn. The light was watery, dim and incomparably sad. Vast, grey, gloomy hills… — Susanna Clarke Copy Share Image
This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding the fields… — Ted Hughes 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
Murtagh was right about women. Sassenach, I risked my life for ye, committing theft, arson, assault, and murder into the bargain. In… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
In my mind, I gave the woman gifts. I gave her a candle stub. I gave her a box of wooden kitchen… — Lewis Nordan Copy Share Image
Because of baseball I smelled the rose of life. I wanted to travel, and to have nice clothes. Baseball allowed me to… — Cool Papa Bell Copy Share Image
To my surprise, Joscelin rose. ‘Phedre-’ He began, then halted. Sitting below him, I watched him smile to himself, quiet and private.… — Jacqueline Carey Copy Share Image
I can't wait until this show gets on the road," he said. "You and me are going to have so much fun,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
If it's not from June or Mary, who is it from? It's a question to query. Who shall I thank for this… — Gregory Isaacs Copy Share Image
Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste… — Robert Greene Copy Share Image
Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If there was ever a true emotion of a Chicago Bull, Derrick Rose embodies it. Because he is Chicago. That kid will… — B. J. Armstrong Copy Share Image
Before the birth of Love, many fearful things took place through the empire of necessity; but when this god was born, all… — Socrates Copy Share Image
Flowers die and wine gets consumed. Both are lovely. I appreciate both. Wine and roses. I actually had someone bring me a… — Padma Lakshmi Copy Share Image
“One of the guardians distracted Ryan while the other - Dimitri, I now saw grabbed Camille. She screamed, not faking her fear.… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
When I saw for the first time by the Word of God that sickness was not the Will of God, everything in… — John G. Lake Copy Share Image
The kingdoms' people were at the mercy of the natures of those who rose to be their rulers. It was a gamble,… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
I’m sorry, you just remind me of someone. (Rose) Old boyfriend? (Gallagher) No, my great-grandfather. (Rose) That’s not particularly flattering. I thought… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
She knows not loves that kissed her She knows not where. Art thou the ghost, my sister, White sister there, Am I… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Your slightest look easily will unclose me, though I have closed myself as fingers, you open petal by petal myself a Spring… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
L.A. has a lot of good flea markets - the Rose Bowl is always a good one. I have taken to eBay,… — Tamara Taylor Copy Share Image
The instant trivial as it is is all we have unless-unless things the imagination feeds upon, the scent of the rose, startle… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
What is the most precious, the most exciting smell awaiting you in the house when you return to it after a dozen… — Andrei Sinyavsky Copy Share Image
As I’d observed, it was clear that Rose was willing to do anything and fight anyone to protect her friend. I admired… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Let us try to see things from their better side: You complain about seeing thorny rose bushes; Me, I rejoice and give… — Alphonse Karr Copy Share Image
To cure jealousy is to see it for what it is, a dissatisfaction with self, an impossible claim that one should be… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
Rose only hangs out with guys and psychopaths," said Mia. "Well," he said cheerfully, "since I'm both a psychopath and a guy,… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
The Mediterranean has the color of mackerel, changeable I mean. You don't always know if it is green or violet, you can't… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
What was a rose but the living proof of desire, the single best evidence of human longing and earthly devotion. but desire… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
You gonna back down so easy, little sister?. Not much wild about you, is there? I bet that cottage doesn't have a… — Stephenie Meyer 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
Rose's are red, Violets are blue. he's mine, and not for you, And if you ever try to take my place, I… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
