Quotes About Roses

It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one.

is that what happens to us? a life of conflict with no time for friends ... so that when it's done, only our enemies leave roses.

In un momento Sono sfiorite le rose I petali caduti Perché io non potevo dimenticare le rose Le cercavamo insieme Abbiamo trovato delle rose Erano le sue rose erano le mie rose Questo viaggio chiamavamo amore Col nostro sangue e colle nostre lagrime facevamo le rose Che brillavano un momento al sole del mattino Le abbiamo sfiorite sotto il sole tra i rovi Le rose che non erano le nostre rose Le mie rose le sue rose P. S. E così dimenticammo le rose.

I am poor, but I am rich. I have my children, I have a garden with roses, and I have my faith and the memories of those who have gone before me. What more is there?

An idealist is one who, on noticing that roses smell better than a cabbage, concludes that it will also make better soup.

Life is full of paradoxes, as roses are of thorns.

When you are passionate about life, it keeps you young. Sometimes I wake up at 4:00 am just to see how my roses look.

My life is part humor, part roses, part thorns.

la conoció en la escuela, cuando aún era niño, nunca le hablo, siempre la miró en el recreo, sentado en la baranda del jardín, que adornaba con rosas el patio de juegos;

The blade, freed by the half-turn, floated after him, shining, drawing a fan of red droplets in its wake. The streaming raven-black hair floated in the air, floated, floated, floated... The head fell onto the gravel. There are fewer and fewer monsters? And I? What am I? Who's shouting? The birds? The woman in a sheepskin jacket and blue dress? The roses from Nazair? How quiet! How empty. What emptiness. Within me.

There are fewer and fewer monsters? And I? What am I? Who's shouting? The birds? The woman in a sheepskin jacket and blue dress? The roses from Nazair? How quiet! How empty. What emptiness. Within me.

Love is the synthesis of dream and actuality; love is the only matrix of the unprecedented; love is the tree which buds lovers like roses.

There had never been such roses as those that bloomed that summer. They clambered everywhere and dripped as if perspiring the heaviest most intoxicating perfume, which seemed to make the very masonry drunk. The senses fused; sometimes these roses emitted low but intolerably piercing pentatonic melodies which were the sound of their deep crimson colour and yet we heard them inside our nostrils.

And we drove towards the widening dawn, that now streaked half the sky with a wintry bouquet of pink of roses, orange of tiger-lilies, as if my husband had ordered me a sky from a florist. The day broke around me like a cool dream.

The excremental enthusiasm of the libertines transforms the ordure in which they roll to a bed of roses.

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.

Treaties, you see, are like girls and roses; they last while they last.

I can't have white roses. They symbolize death.

All of our early hits, 'Danke Schoen' and 'Red Roses,' were produced by Bobby Darin.

The roses, which were for Joan, were also for him: they said, you won't be alone, you have something you've built, and all right, it might not be a family, but there are still people who care about you waiting in London. Strike told himself 'people,' because there were five names on the card, but he turned away thinking only of Robin.

Her silver brocade wedding gown was of the most shimmering cloth I have ever seen, encrusted with glittering embroidery of silver roses. It had a wide skirt, a seventeen inch waist, and a tight bodice with short sleeves. [She wore] superb jewels:

I said: He cannot be so bad if he loves roses so much. But he is a Beast, said Father helplessly. I saw that he was weakening, and wishing only to comfort him I said, Cannot a Beast be tamed?

He cannot be so bad if he loves roses so much.

Aquélla sería su casa. Aunque para Julián aquel mundo mágico de Sivana era una absoluta novedad, tenía sin embargo la sensación de que era un poco como volver a casa, un regreso a un paraíso que hubiera conocido mucho tiempo atrás. Aquella aldea de rosas no le resultaba