We can complain because rose bushes have thorns,
or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.
Abraham Lincoln
But he that dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose.
Anne Brontë (1820-1849)
Can anyone remember love? It’s like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume.
Arthur Miller (1915-2005)
A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom.
Chinese Proverb
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 that are blooming outside our windows today.
Dale Carnegie (1888-1955)
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.
Edmund Spenser
I would rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
Emma Goldman (1869–1940)
True friendship is like a rose: we don’t realize its beauty until it fades.
Evelyn Loeb
It will never rain roses. When we want to have more roses, we must plant more roses.
George Eliot
If the rose puzzled its mind over the question how it grew, it would not have been the miracle that it is.
J. B. Yeats
God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
J. M. Barrie
The red rose whispers of passion, and the white rose breathes of love; o, the red rose is a falcon, and the white rose is a dove.
John Boyle O’Reilly
A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world.
Leo Buscaglia
Won’t you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.
Richard B. Sheridan
I don’t know whether nice people tend to grow roses or growing roses makes people nice.
Roland A. Beowne
God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
Sir James Matthew Barrie (1860-1937)
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
Victor Hugo (1802-1885)
It is at the edge of the petal that love waits.
William Carlos Williams
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