In the garden of thy heart, plant naught but the rose of love.
The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.
That which God said to the rose,
and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty,
He said to my heart,
and made it a hundred times more beautiful.
The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose.
George William Curtis
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
Romeo and Juliet, 2. 2.
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
The world is a rose; smell it and pass it to your friends.
We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.
There is no salvation for the soul
but to fall in Love.
Only lovers can escape
out of these two worlds.
This was ordained in creation.
Only from the heart
can you reach the sky:
The Rose of Glory
can grow only from the heart.
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
Won't you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.
Richard Brinsley Sheridan
I don't know whether nice people tend to grow roses or growing roses makes people nice.
Roland A. Browne
One may live without bread, not without roses.
Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses.
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!
Don't strew me with roses after I'm dead.
When Death claims the light of my brow
No flowers of life will cheer me: instead
You may give me my roses now!
Thomas F, Healey
True friendship is like a rose: we don't realize its beauty until it fades.
A rose is a rose is a rose.
When love first came to Earth, the Spring
Spread rose-beds to receive him.
Every rose that is sweet-scented within,
That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon - instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today.
If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Time brings Roses.
In the orchard and rose garden
I long to see your face.
In the taste of Sweetness
I long to kiss your lips.
In the shadows of passion
I long for your love.
'Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
This old world that we're livin' in
Is might hard to beat.
You get a thorn with every Rose
But - ain't the roses sweet?
God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
J. M. Barrie
The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns;
the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose.
If thou canst but thither,
There grows the flower of Peace,
The Rose that cannot wither,
Thy fortress and thy ease.
And the rose like a nymph to the bath addrest,
Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast,
Till, fold after fold, to the fainting air,
The soul of her beauty and love lay bare.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.
Gather the rose of love
whilst yet is time.