If old age means a crown of thorns, the trick is to wear it jauntily. — Clare Boothe Luce Copy Share Image
“... one of those people with invisible thorns, preventing others from getting too close.” — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“Don't waste time looking at the thorns or you'll miss the roses.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
Love is like a rose. It can be so beautiful, yet it can be so painful from the thorns. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one's garden. — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses. — Alphonse Karr Copy Share Image
I will no longer wound myself with the thoughts and questions that have surrounded me like thorns: that is a penance You… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
Cursed be the ground for our sake. Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for us. For out of the ground… — Anonymous 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
“I thought that a fairer era of life was beginning for me, one that was to have its flowers and pleasures as… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Not foliage green, but of a fusk colour, Not branches smooth, but gnarled and intertangled not apple-tress were there, but thorns with… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
“Everyone will find what he's looking for. Nothing pleases everyone: this man gathers thorns, that one roses.” — Petronius Copy Share Image
“Life is definitely not a Bed of Roses but If you know how to tackle with thorns, you can have better grip!” — Seema Mehboob Copy Share Image
He wanted to play accordion on something of mine and I said you can play accordion, but I want you to play… — Matthew Sweet Copy Share Image
A man wants to walk across the land, but the earth is covered with thorns. He has two options - one is… — Joshua Waitzkin Copy Share Image
Man was born to live with his fellow human beings. Separate him, isolate him, his character will go bad, a thousand ridiculous… — Denis Diderot Copy Share Image
In 1840 I was called from my farm to undertake the administration of public affairs and I foresaw that I was called… — John Tyler Copy Share Image
It is only by enlarging the scope of one’s tastes and one’s fantasies, by sacrificing everything to pleasure, that the unfortunate individual… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell… — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
So to have peace, the best way to put your mind right is to think of good things. Think of the flowers,… — Nirmala Srivastava Copy Share Image
The true Christian reaction to suffering and sorrow is not the attitude of self-pity, fatalism or resentment; it is the spirit which… — James Stewart Copy Share Image
Well you wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart They're just thorns… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to… — Colleen McCullough Copy Share Image
“when serpents bargain for the right to squirm and the sun strikes to gain a living wage - when thorns regard their… — E. E. Cummings Copy Share Image
In Christ we see the strength of achievement, and the strength of endurance. He moved with a calm majesty, like the sun.… — Mark Hopkins Copy Share Image
The life of each and every one of us has been written. The crucifix is my autobiography. The blood is the ink.… — Fulton J. Sheen Copy Share Image
If a painting of a tree was only the exact representation of the original, so that it looked just like the tree,… — Calvin Coolidge Copy Share Image
The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I thought that a fairer era of life was beginning for me, one that was to have its flowers and pleasures, as… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
