Fair, rich confusion is all the aim of an old-fashioned flower garden, and the greater the confusion, the richer. You want to come upon mignonnette in unexpected places, and to find sprays of heliotrope in close consultation with your roses, and geraniums sporting their uniforms like gay recruits off duty.
A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives roses. If you are generous, you will gain everything.
He'd written me up a proposal of why dating him was a sound decision. It had included things like "I'll give up cigarettes unless I really, really need one" and "I'll unleash romantic surprises every week, such as: an impromptu picnic, roses, or a trip to Paris—but not actually any of those things because now they're not surprises.
I can't have white roses. They symbolize death.
Had it lived long, is would have been Lilies without, roses within.
I sent my daughter 40 roses last November because I thought she was 40. And she laughed her head off. She is not going to be 40 until this year!
I know there is poor and hideous suffering, and I've seen the hungry and the guns that go to war. I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks for early light dappled through leaves and the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives.
Lawn as white as driven snow; Cyprus black as e'er was crow; Gloves as sweet as damask roses.
If the power goes out, business stops. . . whether you sell roses or youre a big manufacturer.
Smiles are to people as sunshine is to the roses.
Take time to smell the roses. Appreciating the little things in life really can make all the difference.
Have you seen the roses? There's a whole lot of colours.
I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses, and the voice I hear falling on my ear the son of God discloses. And he walks with me, and he talks with me. And he tells me I am his own, and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.
It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies.
roses are the only flowers at garden-parties; the only flowers that everybody is certain of knowing.
The Presidency, even to the most experienced politicians, is no bed of roses; and [Zachary] Taylor like others, found thorns within it. No human being can fill that station and escape censure.
Honor women! they entwine and weave heavenly roses in our earthly life.
I would play with Guns n' Roses anytime.
If you love the roses, that is ordinary; if you love the weeds, that is extraordinary! Rather than being common, be extraordinary!