He who wants a rose must respect her thorn.
Love planted a rose, and the world turned sweet.
We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.
You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyone the sculpted flower.
To be overcome by the fragrance of flowers is a delectable form of defeat.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.
Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others are plain, honest and upright, like the broad faced sunflower and the hollyhock.
Break open A cherry tree And there are no flowers; But the spring breeze Brings forth myriad blossoms.
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world. If dandelions were hard to grow, they would be most welcome on any lawn.
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove.
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
If dandelions were hard to grow, they would be most welcome on any lawn.
Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower.
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