Rose Quotes - Page 2

I don't love men that love other women. I think more of myself then that.

Rose The Vampire Diaries

Good God. Men everywhere.

She held up the pen and gave him a lazy grin. "It's a rose."He came close. "It's a pen." He tried to pluck it from her hand."You are seriously lacking in imagination.

Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses-

F. Scott Fitzgerald

How pale the Princess is! Never have I seen her so pale. She is like the shadow of a white rose in a mirror of silver.

Not thou, White rose, but thy Ensanguined sister is The dear companion of my heart's Shed blood.

Adelaide Crapsey

A book about books is like a poem about poetry:Books are knowledge, paid for, all.Readers - horses in a stall.Stallions should always run.Lest they stale become, in turn.Running waters are most clear.In some books, you disappear –lose yourself, and track of time.How I wish that one was mine...Mine, to have, to write, to read...Mine, just like a flying steed.Mine, forever, - to improve.Would I then, of me, approve?I would not, I can't... myself.I'm but dust, swept off a shelf.Fly, can I, just 'til I'm settled,down, beside my flower, petalled.

Love is the softest rose in the soul's garden.

Matshona Dhliwayo

An addition that takes time to depart, and sometimes, never leaves at all. A smell, a touch, thoughts, moments, feelings, movements, words left unsaid, words barely spoken; they all have a distinct sense, distinct fragrances! .... A pungent of cinnamon, an aroma of a rose, a summer breeze, a sweet smile like a per-fume that lingers on and on... endlessly.

She believes in love, in destiny and she knows ...she feels her prince in her destiny. She just has to wait for the right time.....

Her Prince! He might not be the handsomest man on earth. Not even the richest one too but he would have the purest of the heart and soul and he will love her with the same purity throughout eternity. He would be her Prince.

She might not be cinderella to lose her shoe to find her prince or Rapunzel for that matter who will lift him up to set her free only to be lost in him, or Snow-white to be kissed and awakened by a Prince or any other princesses but yet she knows, she believes her destiny has a Prince in store for her - Her man. She would be his Princess and he would be her prince.

Yes, Rose. Love is a wonderful feeling!

Why bring him in my life at all when he never was meant to stay?

So what if he is not part of my present but he is in my future, I know. And everyday I'm going a step closer to my future, to him.

Rose, we are here today. Tomorrow we don’t know where life will take us to. So, as long as we have today in our hands, let’s not slip it from our hands. Let’s live it!

Love is beyond space and time. It reaches out to the heart of the person that you are missing. Love binds two souls and not two bodies.

He will never let her go. Never. she belongs to him..Forever.

She is not an ordinary girl. She is my fairy who will change my life and make it beautiful with her smiles.

Flowers are evil, because they live just to die for the love of other people. You don’t believe me? Try it for yourself and see if you’ll be good afterwards. Undeath is a way of life, for some things. That doesn’t make it good or anything. Especially anything. Nothing makes anything anything. Because nothing is a serious matter, and anything just is.

There is a rose in every heart. Enlightenment is recognizing that rose.

Amit Ray

Deep down there is a rose in every heart.

Amit Ray

Mother Atkinson thought that every one should have a trade, or something to make a living out of , for rich people may grow poor, you know, and poor people have to work.... so when I saw how happy and independent those young ladies were, I wanted to have a trade, and then it wouldn't matter about money, though I like to have it well enough.

Louisa May Alcott

A thorn is a rose's friend but a gardener’s enemy.

Matshona Dhliwayo

Life may be a bed of roses, but roses still have thorns.

Matshona Dhliwayo

A rose’s beautiful scent is extracted only when it is crushed.

Matshona Dhliwayo

Don't pluck a rose's petals and then ask the rose why it is sad.

Matshona Dhliwayo

If roses were not special weeds would not envy them.

Matshona Dhliwayo

Flowers are prettiest where they are watered the most.

Matshona Dhliwayo

Daisies that bring you joy are better than roses that bring you sorrow.

Matshona Dhliwayo

A rose does not lose sleep because it was mocked by weeds.

Matshona Dhliwayo

Something in me didnt believe that. I read it again, trying to make sense of the old-fashioned language. Mason watched me curiously, looking like he very much wanted to help."Maybe they were hooking up," he sugg

Leave no "full stop" in between the sentences that make up your life story. If anything, let "commas" show that when you were brought down by challenges, you rose up with passion and moved on again!

Israelmore Ayivor

Two people, one city, different times; connected by a memoir. Can love exist in a city destined for decades of misery?

I felt the fangs against my neck and knew I was going to die. It was horrible. I wanted to live so, so badly...but this was how it would end. With my last moments, I started to yell at Christian to run, but then the Strigoi above my suddenly lit up like a torch. He jerked back, and I rolled out from underneath him.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I turned to Christian, who was crouched on the ground. "Wow," I said, helping him up. Obviously, he was the one who had saved me. "No shit," he said. "Didn't know I had that much power.

If roses did not suffer thorns on their journey to beauty, they would lose out on becoming masterpieces.

Matshona Dhliwayo

The rose I gave you was an emblem of myheart,' said she; 'would you take it away andleave me here alone?' 'Would you give me your hand too, if I askedit?' 'Have I not said enough?

It's the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important...People have forgotten this truth, but you mustn't forget it. You become responsible forever for what you've tamed. You're responsible for your rose.

Antoine De Saint Exupery

Poetry without truth, is like a rose without thorns.Still pretty,But sometime the real beauty comes from the things that can make us bleed.

Cody Edward Lee Miller

When I am longing for love, every rose is the expression of my soul.

Debasish Mridha

I wanted to shut my mind, that my thoughts might closeon my own peace, I wanted to closethe peace of my love in my heartlike dew in a dark rose."From "Philip Speaks

Caryll Houselander

He is deaf, and keen to accept,any economical operation,that will correct his situation.He visited the doctor best,and started talking on subject,like the after-effects, and if any threats.The doctor medically checked,and asked him what he expects?He expressed, he wants to be addressed-in words, and not in signs.And how keen he is, to have his ears listening.He wants to listen the echo of,sun-set over that crimson dawn.He is keen to know, the sound of,a blooming rose.He wants to know what it sounds like,when a seedling grows.But Doctor- if you say: You are incapable,then I better get away,for then there is- nothing worth to be heard,in your seemingly wordy world.

Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Poetry is seeing everything when there is only one thing. It is looking at a rose but seeing the stars, moons, seas, and trees. It is a truth beyond logic, an experience beyond thought. Poetry is the Earth pausing on its axis in order to manifest itself as a rose.

In reality, we live in every one. Deep down there is a rose in every heart.

Amit Ray

We live in everyone. I live in you. You live in me. There is no gap, no distance.

Amit Ray

In reality, we live in everyone. I live in you. You live in me. There is no gap, no distance. We all are eternally one.

Amit Ray

Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning.""Thank you." I said primly. Then, I considered. "Can vipers be rabid?""I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though.""Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?""You ever try to feed those little bastards? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering.""Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this.

The sky blue strengthens slowly, the dawn light rosy and pale the summer song of our romance begin to unveil...with every heart beat and the waves' breath...the time stood in harmony still. Your morning kiss my hands could feel...by your lips soft, so warm, so very gentle, nice and full of life...

Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn.

It is a fact that the human heart differs from all other species. While its function to the body is the same of all animals, its participation with human soul is both rhapsodic and fatal. -Rose

Kristen Heitzmann

The more I try to understand one very peculiar aspect of women, it seems clear to me that apart from the beauty or the sensuous state that women command over men, there is an inferiority, lesser known to the masses which is more of agony and pain - a resultant effort of the continuous mood swings and the frequent natural cycles that buoy them, it is in this state that women function and calibrate on this basis in selecting a life partner and not the usual histrionics that men take effort in pleasing them!

Ramana Pemmaraju

Focus your energy on the fragrance and beauty of the petals not on the thorns.

Amit Ray

Everyone will say I'm insane, but I don't care, Rose. Is it insane to marry the girl I love? A girl with golden brown hair, with gifts of beauty and goodness and storytelling?

Melanie Dickerson

If all we had were roses, would the thorns then be beautiful?

A rose, isn't quite as beautiful as it once was, when after its thorn pricks you.

Anthony Liccione

A rose can never be a sunflower, and a sunflower can never be a rose. All flowers are beautiful in their own way, and that's like women too.

Many people see themselves as a rose, when all they are is just a prick.

She was chaos and beauty intertwined. A tornado of roses from divine.

Shakieb Orgunwall

Her joyful spirit would bring laughter and happiness to anyone in her life with the same natural ease that a rose blooms and sheds its perfume.

Aleksandra Layland

Sometimes the purpose of the rose is simply to draw attention to the rose.

Cristen Rodgers

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