Roses Quotes

“you were
and always will be

that first ever touch
to have fertilized
the ground
beneath my life’s trees

that first ever rose
to have fragranced
the rest of my memories.”
― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

“Roses," she thought sardonically, "All trash, m’dear.”
― Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

“If you can love all who've betrayed you... you can taste sweetness in everything.”
― Holly Lynn Payne, DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi

“when i speak to you
i speak as though
i am offering a rose
in your hand.”
― Sanober Khan

“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

“She did not need anyone else's love when she had roses.”
― Holly Lynn Payne, DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi

“Les roses de Saadi

J'ai voulu ce matin te rapporter des roses ;
Mais j'en avais tant pris dans mes ceintures closes
Que les noeuds trop serrés n'ont pu les contenir.

Les noeuds ont éclaté. Les roses envolées
Dans le vent, à la mer s'en sont toutes allées.
Elles ont suivi l'eau pour ne plus revenir ;

La vague en a paru rouge et comme enflammée.
Ce soir, ma robe encore en est tout embaumée...
Respires-en sur moi l'odorant souvenir.”
― Marceline Desbordes-Valmore

“-Well, well, look what you dragged up. You could’ve saved yourself the money on the flowers and just brought me him. Been a while since I entertained a handsome young Moroi
-It’s been a while since I’ve met a woman who appreciates roses as much as I do, said Adrian, ever quick on his feet. Not that my experience has always been great with them. I’ve got to say, though, I’ve never seen such excellent decorating taste. You go for pink too, huh? I told them that when they got the flowers, but would they listen to me? No. They insisted on burgundy.”
― richelle mead, The Fiery Heart

“. . .in your light, had I learned to love, here
in your beauty, could I speak
knowing of this space close within
as the breath held inside a garden rose, there—
there is no time.”
― John Daniel Thieme

“Gardens come and go, but I find myself getting attached to certain perennials. My tulips are bridesmaids, with fat faces and good posture. Hollyhocks are long necked sisters. Daffodils are young girls running out of a white church, sun shining on their heads. Peonies are pink-haired ladies, so full and stooped you have to tie them up with string. And roses are nothing but (I hate to say it) bitches--pretty show-offs who'll draw blood if you don't handle them just right.
-Vangie Galliard Nepper, From her
"Garden Diary," March 1952”
― Michael Lee West, She Flew the Coop

“Am dat cu trandafiri în oameni,
Dar unii fiind de soare goi,
Oprindu-și florile luminii
Mi-au întors spinii înapoi.”
― Virgil Carianopol

“De leur meilleur côté tâchons de voir les choses:
Vous vous plaignez de voir les rosiers épineux;
Moi je me réjouis et rends grâces aux dieux
Que les épines aient des roses.”
― Alphonse Karr, A Tour Round My Garden

“....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, DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi

“The point is to turn your grief into love. The roses are helping you find grace.”
― Holly Lynn Payne, DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi

“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, Rose Cottage

“I once read that love is like a rose: we fixate on the blossom, but it's the thorny stem that keeps it alive and aloft. I think marriage is like that. Like my father said, the things of greatest value are the things we fight for. And in the end, if we do it right, we value the stem far more than the blossom”
― Richard Paul Evans, Finding Noel

“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, Petals on the Wind

“Aspirin is so good for roses, brandy for sweet peas, and a squeeze of lemon-juice for the fleshy flowers, like begonias.”
― Gerald Durrell, My Family and Other Animals

“A vampire is like a Rose. They are beautiful, yet harmful.”
― Sweet Tart Smile Child

“Rose spreads its fragrance
His fragrance is his message.”
― Sushil Singh

“I like roses as red as blood.
I smell lilies as white as milk.
I grow irises as purple as my dreams.
So, let me give you peonies as pink my kiss.”
― Alena Shubina Lis

“a few words spoken beneath the moon, love
may be, but I write your name
in the celestial dust that lingers
in the air, above
the veilchenblau roses, callow
and pale”
― John Daniel Thieme, the ghost dancers

“Black,
The death of an old habit in order for a
new journey to start. The dark clouds
disappeared, chased away by the brilliant shine of your smile. So that I had the courage to be me once again…
~Riley”
― Ottilie Weber, Beneath the Scars

“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

“Every new day
Our children's joy is as fresh as roses,
Even the birds chatter at dawn.”
― Scott Hastie

“The only mistake you have made is asking the wrong question. It isn't about what you did wrong. It's what you have not yet done.”
― Holly Lynn Payne, DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi

“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, Beginner's Luke

“თქვენ მშვენიერი ხართ, მაგრამ ცარიელნი, - განაგრძო მან. - არავინ გასწირავს თქვენთვის თავს. ჩვეულებრივი გამვლელი, რა თქმა უნდა, იტყვის, რომ ჩემი ვარდი თქვენისთანაა, მაგრამ იგი ყველა ვარდზე ძვირფასია ჩემთვის, რადგან მას ვრწყავდი ყოველდღე, მას ვახურავდი მინის სარქველს, მას ვაფარებდი თეჯირს, რომ ქარს არ შეეწუხებინა. მისი გულისთვის ვხოცავდი მუხლუხებს (თუმცა ორი თუ სამი მუხლუხი არ მოვკალი და ისინი პეპლებისთვის დავტოვე) და მხოლოდ მას ვუსმენდი, როცა იგი საყვედურებს მეუბნებოდა ან ტრაბახობდა, ზოგჯერ მაშინაც კი ვუსმენდი, როცა დუმდა ხოლმე. იმიტომ, რომ იგი ჩემი ვარდია.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“Real life isn't purely filled with roses and rainbows.”
― Ken Poirot

“Love was not the point and pity was a poor man's pride.”
― Holly Lynn Payne, DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi