Quotes About Thorns

The crowning with thorn and roses, the piercing of the flesh by thorns, was a traditional message that Izabella did not expect to have these morsels returned to her. They were sacrifices. Because of this, the supping, the draining of their flesh, would be of holy intention.

I know faith. Therefore, I must embrace the crown of thorns. I seek the truth. Therefore, I must dare to disobey God.

Anyone can love a rose, but only a saint can love its thorns.

She was pretty, he had to admit, with very delicate features. But there was something else, too. There are thorns in her eyes—that was the only way he could express it. For a moment, he thought she might have felt left out because he spoke to her friend first and not to her, but as she smiled, he realised the thorns were always there. A true lady would never have eyes like that.

Roses got thorns. And words do lie. I've seen love die.

Sing and rejoice ye children of the day and the light; for the Lord is at work in this thick night of darkness that may be felt: and the Truth doth flourish as the rose, and lilies do grow among the thorns and the plants atop the hills, and upon them the lambs doth skip and play.

People have asked me what it was like to be on that stage, where I had lived so many lives, knowing it was the last time. Did my whole career pass through my mind in a flash? No, it didn't. It was not a memorial, it was a celebration. I felt like Cinderella at the ball, and I had been there all my life. It was roses without thorns.

Velva wasn't merely a rose among the thorns, the lily of the valleys, she was Empress amongst the stars and planet.

Love is like a rose. So beautiful to look at, yet so painful to touch.

What's rose? A tragic or romantic flower?

Once you decide to grow out the roses from your heart, and let it spread the roots all over. you should also start to learn to handle the thorns that grow out of their stem.

Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!

Åži uneori rugat-am un vin de nobil soi O zi m?car s?-mi sting? durerilor noianul, Dar vinul face ochiul mai clar, mai fin timpanul; Am c?utat uitarea în dragoste apoi: Ea îns?-i pentru mine un pat de spini ÅŸi bârfe, În care-mi sorb paharul nes??ioase târfe!

Foxglove grows waist high around the gazebo, and roses, which all the time hate our soil, rage here, with more thorns than blackberries and weeks of beet red blossoms. The wood siding of the hotel looks silver-plated, its peeling paint like the streaks on an unpolished tea service.

As the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of a fool.

He is no towering oak tree with luxuriant branches growing in a land on which Nature has bestowed water and fertility; rather he is like the sayal bushes in the deserts of the Sudan, thick of bark and sharp of thorn, defeating death because they ask so little of life.

You can't build marriage on a foundation of selfish hedonism, because that would be to promise people only roses, and marriage is also thorns.

Untilled ground, however rich, will bring forth thistles and thorns; so also the mind of man.

At that moment I remembered something Cal had told me: that there is beauty in darkness in everything. Sorrow in joy, life and death, thorns on the rose. I knew then that I could not escape pain and torment any more than I could give up joy and beauty

There's beauty and darkness in everything: Sorrow in joy, life in death, throns on the roses. You can't escape pain and torment anymore then you can give up joy and beauty...

The wild Roses run up to great heights in hedge and thicket, and never look so well as when among the tangles of mixed growth of wild forest land or clambering through some old gnarled thorn-tree.

Knowing I should get into the habit of praying on my knees before bed, I shrugged and instead huddled under the bedcovers, the rose clasped in my hands close to my heart. The stem was very long, with all thorns removed, and an old Venetian saying came to mind: The longer the stem, the greater the love.

Thistles and dandelions, They are my flowers. Burdock and tangleweed, Blackberries sour

One who loves roses cannot avoid its thorns.