If seeds in the black earth can turn into such beautiful roses, what might not the heart of man become in its… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Roses, wild roses, everywhere! So plentiful were they, they were not only perfumed the air, they seemed to dye it a faint… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I may not have roses in my heart, but there are no thorns within.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
