Flowers Quote by Abraham Cowley Download Open image “Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?” — Abraham Cowley ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Flowers Reason Rose Smell
If a man without a sense of smell declared that this yellow rose that I hold had no scent, we should know that he… — Ralph Richardson Copy Share Image
You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Santiago Nasar had often told me that the smell of closed-in flowers had an immediate relation to death for him. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“To ‘stop and smell the roses’ we must first believe that there’s a rose garden out there somewhere. And in this jaded world of… — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
By then Esthappen and Rahel had learned that the world had other ways of breaking men. They were already familiar with the smell. Sicksweet.… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I've never been able to believe… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet;” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“It is not for you to say Hafiz That the rose is one of God's creations However heavenly it might smell You have to… — Hafiz Copy Share Image
It is universally allowed that, though nothing can be more interesting in itself than the conversation of two lovers, yet nothing can be more… — Susan Edmonstone Ferrier Copy Share Image
All the world's bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government; the… — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
The Sunflow'r, thinking 'twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t' excuse the blame; It was not sleep that made him… — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
Nothing is to come, and nothing past: But an eternal now, does always last. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
We may talk what we please," he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, "of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles, in fields d'or or d'argent; but, if heraldry were guided by reason, a plough in a field arable would be the most noble and ancient arms. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share
Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of… — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
Poets by Death are conquer'd but the wit Of poets triumphs over it. — Abraham Cowley Copy Share Image
“On the third day, she smelled the fruit as soon as she came in. She followed the scent to the kitchen, and the peach was radiant, dusky rose and gold, its skin so plush she thought her fingertip might bruise it. This was the day, the very hour to eat- and she had come prepared, but she didn't want Concepcion… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share
Set NOT your hearts on the flowers of this world. They shall fade and die. Prize the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Most girls get flowers or candy. I get a declaration of martial law.” — Lisa Shearin Copy Share Image
I do whatever entertains me. If it entertains me to throw flowers halfway across the room, then that's what I'll do. — Kevin Owens Copy Share Image
ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE YOU DID ME WRONG SO GUESS WAT BABE??FUKK YU — JESSICA Copy Share Image
My days – the blossom of my youth and the flower of my manhood – have been darkened by the dreariness of servitude. In… — Daniel O'Connell Copy Share Image
Kiss From A Rose There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and The light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare… — Seal Copy Share
There are two kinds of beauty; there is a beauty which God gives at birth, and which withers as a flower. And there is… — Abraham Kuyper Copy Share Image
“Rose is like a woman love;when love odorous but gets offended when bony..” — Jonnaville Copy Share Image
“They basked in the sweet-scented breeze, and felt the sunshine warming their bare heads. Petals drifted from the gnarled apple and cherry trees, creating a pretty storm, like confetti. They lay together in the grass, watching a beetle trundling through the blades, its clumsy movements reminiscent of the soldiers' giant transport trucks. Birdsong filled the air, horse buses clopped through… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share
The sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and gentle: black mulberry leaves turned as red as roses; pristine white acacia petals shed an enshrouding pale-green aura. Mild evening breezes made both the mulberry leaves and the acacia petals dance and whirl, filling the woods with a… — Mo Yan Copy Share
