Quotes About Rose

Since Eden's freshness and man's fall, no rose has been original.

The truth was, I never liked the rose ceremonies. The cocktail parties beforehand are also difficult as there is so much stress and nervousness that's put on everyone.

The walls were a deep, rich rose, a strong background for the paintings. She favored antiques, or reproductions that looked enough like the real thing to pass. Soft fabrics and sleek sculpture.

In the Old Testament the Rose of Sharon is just budding, but in the New Testament it is in full bloom. The whole Bible is all about Jesus.

Rosalia. Rosa e lia. Rosa che ha inebriato, rosa che ha confuso, rosa che ha sventato, rosa che ha rá½¹so, il mio cervello s'è mangiato.

Sleep is a rose, as the Persians say.

How much time do I get in exchange for that rose?" For the rose, a short engagement. For the speech, you get a lifetime." I can live with that," he said, and kissed her.

Do not knock on the door of advantage and benefit, for the Sufi focuses on the scent of the Singular Rose and the Sufi realizes that rose petals and thorns are both expressions of his or her Beloved.

When we speak of the Rose Bush, we speak of a Totality, a Unity of Being.

An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it is also more nourishing.

IDEALIST. One who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it will also make better soup.

Ladybird, Ladybird, whither fly you, To rest on the Rose or to sip of the Dew? Ladybird, Ladybird, come to my Bower; It will shade you from Sun and defend you from Shower.

Soldiers in the war of poetry Bleed silky rose petals and glittering thorns And leave behind beautiful inked destruction— Embattled souls wounded, and healed.

I yearn to fall asleep to the rose-scented burning-pink smoke and dreamy aromas of soul-poetry, so that I wake to a poem-tinted dawn and morning's sweet fragrance lays out my new day's path in flowers of purpose and joy.

Eine Rose gebrochen, ehe der Sturm sie entblättert.

What, no more ceremony? See, my women! Against the blown rose may they stop their nose That kneel'd unto the buds.

My fragrance is rose and amber, and I was just very specific. A lot of what I've done, at the stages I've done it, I've been a little naive, which brought with it a kind of charm. I did Stella a while ago. It's now a bit of a classic.

where by the Orator of the vniuersitie, whose pickerdeuant was very plentifully besprinkled with rose water, a verie learned or rather ruthfull Oration was deliuered

studying biology" was our code word for visiting the brothel. We remembered there was a sign on the front of the mansion, READING CRESCENT HOTEL-RESTAURANT, and that the girls had botanical aliases—Flower, Leaf, Daphne, Rose.

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.

Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched.

Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.

The small wad of burning paper drew down to a wisp of flame and then died out leaving a faint pattern for just a moment in the incandescence like the shape of a flower, a molten rose. Then all was dark again.

Ours is the universe of the unfolded rose, The explicit, The candid revelation.