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He picked up one of Lorna's roses and set it in my lap. "Here." I picked it up and smelled it. He poked me in the shoulder. "See what I mean? Thorns don't stop you from sniffing. Or putting them in a vase on the kitchen table. You work around them.... Cause the rose is worth it... Think what you'd miss.
Charles Martin
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
Maud Hart Lovelace
Someone heroic and valiant, not merely skilled in speech; someone who is kind and pure in heart. Someone who does not play with white roses that belong to others.
Sarah Mally
I believe in roses. Oh God, yes! I do believe in roses! And I believe in lots and lots and lots of them, too!
C. JoyBell C.
The Scarcity of Flowers in the society made guys settle for weeds and grasses.... Trust me i'll rather import a Rose than being contended with thorns.
GoalsRider
I'll catch any rose in my vase-shaped heart, then process it through my vascular system, until there's nothing left.
Will Advise
Roses," she thought sardonically, "All trash, m’dear.
Virginia Woolf
Despite the weight of the world on my shoulders, the temptation to stop and smell the supernatural roses tugged on my sleeves a time or two.
John Corwin
It takes a loyal gardener to tend roses.
Sondra Faye
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 ours, the refusal to believe in gardens leaves most of us ref of roses.
Craig D. Lounsbrough
She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.
Keirsten White
Alexandra took the rose and lifted it to her face. The fragrance was intoxicating and the soft petals tickled her lips, as they must have done Benedict’s. It was as if he had kissed her. A shiver of delight caressed her body and she felt the warmth of a blush on her throat and cheeks.
Ellen Read
It was nearing 9 O'clock, and the fist duck was drawing down. Behind the trees, the first star pricked out, low and brilliant. The light breeze of the day had dropped, and the evening was very still. The stream sounded loud. I walked down to the gate and stood leaning on the top bar, enjoying the scent of the roses, and straining to listen for any sound from the lane or the road beyond.
Mary Stewart
Roses and thorns are parts of the same plant. Somehow though, some people are concerned mainly about the roses. The rose is not on the plant for more than a week, but the thorns are there forever.Roses are teaching that the beauty of life will bloom, once you have taught yourself the lessons given by living with the thorns.
Grigoris Deoudis
Black,The death of an old habit in order for anew journey to start. The dark cloudsdisappeared, chased away by the brilliant shine of your smile. So that I had the courage to be me once again…~Riley
Ottilie Weber
A vampire is like a Rose. They are beautiful, yet harmful.
Sweet Tart Smile Child
Love was not the point and pity was a poor man's pride.
Holly Lynn Payne
when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.
Sanober Khan
Until we’re pushing up daisies, it might be good to remind ourselves daily that everything’s coming up roses — for me and for you.
Gina Barreca
When you transplant a rose, transplant the reddest one.
Marty Rubin
...... I hate biochemistry because there is no chapter on roses.
Farooq A. Shiekh
«And in the end» said the witch to the drowning prince «You've been the one choosing the thornless path in spite of knowing where it could lead. The one who afraid of the pricking roses, plunged himself into an abyss without petals
Nur Bedeir
Maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything.
Stephen King
A mother’s love is like an everlasting bed of roses, that continues to blossom. A mother’s love bears strength, comfort, healing and warmth. Her beauty is compared to a sunny day that shines upon each rose petal and inspires hope.
Ellen J. Barrier
you wereand always will bethat first ever touchto have fertilizedthe groundbeneath my life’s treesthat first ever roseto have fragrancedthe rest of my memories.
Sanober Khan
Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns.
Marty Rubin
....it struck her that that perhaps everyone had the ability to see themselves in others. Even in the rocks. Even in the roses.
Holly Lynn Payne
For every thorn is just as essential to the longevity of the plant as the blossoms.
S.R. Ford
It's easy to take the time to stop and smell the roses but one must be willing to give of themselves enough to also stop to admire and understand life's weeds. Colleen Dougherty 10/2015
Colleen Dougherty
Then the wind came in with Bart and blew the vase of roses from the table. I stood and stared down at the crystal pieces and the petals scattered about. Why was the wind always trying to tell me something? Something I didn't want to hear!
V.C. Andrews
The rose has toldIn one simplicityThat never lifeRelinquishes a bloomBut to bestowAn ancient confidence.
Nathalia Crane
And the shower of roses spun around me, inviting me to take part in their ever-present waltz.
Gina Marinello-Sweeney
I relinquished myself to existence pure and simple, thinking absolutely nothing—as if my mind were merely an echo chamber for the music, as if it contained only ether or at most a vaguely pleasant odor as of roses preserved between the pages of a book, their significance long forgotten. The tongue of the road gobbled me up and I allowed myself to sink like a tasty mouthful all the way to the bottom of a marvelous, rejuvenating vacuity. Later, it would occur to me it’s the emptiness we mistakenly call Innocence.
Sol Luckman
I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.
L.M. Montgomery
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
This rose of pearl-coated infinity transformsthe diseased slums of a broken heartinto a palace made of psalms and gold.
Aberjhani
The point is to turn your grief into love. The roses are helping you find grace.
Holly Lynn Payne
If you can love all who've betrayed you... you can taste sweetness in everything.
Holly Lynn Payne
I was mortified that I could spend a lifetime with someone and not know them at all—that I could love someone so blindly and never question who they really were. Was it stupidity? Or is that merely what love actually is—to see the good, to love the good and wonderful and ignore the rest? I think that is what I used to believe…I don’t believe that anymore.Love is seeing every damn rotten thing about someone and loving them anyway. It’s not being too afraid to look deep inside another person and still being able to see all the good messed up in with the bad. Love is accepting the shit as well as the roses. I think I failed to ever smell the bullshit. I only smelled the roses and never realized that it is the shit that makes the roses bloom.
Monika Basile
I believe in roses. And I believe in putting roses into a vase and sitting the vase on the table. I believe in getting lost and being found, I believe in going barefoot, and in laughter! My religion is to laugh at myself, whenever I can! I believe in the sunlight and in grey skies with big, beautiful clouds!
C. JoyBell C.
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.
Will Advise
One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.
Anthony Liccione
As we come marching, marching, we battle too for men,For they are women's children, and we mother them again.Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes;Hearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread, but give us roses!
James Oppenheim
The roses started him thinking, how the oddity of them was beautiful and how that oddity was contrived to give them value. “It just struck me – clear and complete all at once – no long figuring about it.” He realized that children could be designed. “And I thought to myself, now that would a rose garden worthy of a man’s interest.”We children would smile and hug him and he would grin around at us and send the twins for a pot of cocoa from the drink wagon and me for a bag of popcorn because the red-haired girls would just throw it out when they finished closing the concession anyway. And we would all be cozy in the warm booth of the van, eating popcorn and drinking cocoa and feeling like Papa’s roses.
Katherine Dunn
Daisies that bring you joy are better than roses that bring you sorrow.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Every new dayOur children's joy is as fresh as roses,Even the birds chatter at dawn.
Scott Hastie
We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorns have roses.
Alphonse Karr
Real life isn't purely filled with roses and rainbows.
Ken Poirot
Love is the only thing in this whole universe, that can make the roses grow out of the swords.
Akshay Vasu
When we are smitten, we await love to be “remontant” and to be blooming over and over again”, like remontant roses, with blossoms scenting through all the seasons of life. Passion and patience are to be good allies, though.
Erik Pevernagie
Thorns do not keep a rose from blooming, neither should obstacles keep you from success.
Matshona Dhliwayo
If roses did not suffer thorns on their journey to beauty, they would lose out on becoming masterpieces.
Matshona Dhliwayo
Live in Thorns but always enchant the hearts with your fragrance
Alok Jagawat
The SleepingI have imagined all this:In 1940 my parents were in loveAnd living in the loft on West 10thAbove Mark Rothko who painted cabbage rosesOn their bedroom walls the night they got married.I can guess why he did it.My mother’s hair was the color of yellow applesAnd she wore a velvet hat with her pajamas.I was not born yet. I was remote as starlight.It is hard for me to imagine thatMy parents made love in a roomful of rosesAnd I wasn’t there.But now I am. My mother is blushing.This is the wonderful thing about art.It can bring back the dead. It can wake the sleepingAs it might have late that nightWhen my father and mother made love above RothkoWho lay in the dark thinking Roses, Roses, Roses.
Lynn Emanuel
My tomb shall be in a spot where the north wind may scatter roses over it.
Omar Khayyám
Cutting down a wall, the wall sawyer could feel the tension in a home ease and something windy rush in circles round her feet. It was addictive, each a sweet victory of art. The tumbling motion of a falling wall was like a volcanic eruption fading into a mountain of roses. The wall sawyer felt a loving animosity toward walls. “You must pay attention to your obsessions, where life and love intersect,” she told the little queen.
Meia Geddes
The bright flower was like a face. Somehow, the beauty and life of it were surprising in the plain room, like a gay little child who might suddenly appear in a doorway.
Sarah Orne Jewett
If all we had were roses, would the thorns then be beautiful?
Kamand Kojouri
When life is not coming up rosesLook to the weedsand find the beauty hidden within them.
L.F.Young
Some women feel the need to act like they're never scared, needy or hurt; like they're as hardened as a man. I think that's dishonest. It's ok to feel delicate sometimes. Real beauty is in the fragility of your petals. A rose that never wilts isn't a rose at all.
Crystal Woods
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