The most beautiful roses grow on graves.
He who wants the rose must respect the thorn.
A rose too often smelled loses its fragrance.
More than any of us, she had written her own story; yet she could not wash it out with all her tears, return to her victims what she had torn from them, and by so doing, save herself...
Rose: Look at you, beaming away like you're Father Christmas! The Doctor: Who says I'm not, red-bicycle-when-you-were-twelve? Rose: [shocked] What? The Doctor: And everybody lives, Rose! Everybody lives! I need more days like this! Go on, ask me anyt...
red roses symbolizes love. Thorns will hurt you and red roses consists of thorns.
Beauty without honesty is like a rose without perfume.
The gardener who loves roses is slave to a thousand thorns.
John Mooney: Are you disappointed? Charlie: Disappointed? Why should I be disappointed? I got rose bushes didn't I? I got a used car, didn't I? This other guy, what'd you call him? John Mooney: The beneficiary. Charlie: Yeah him, he got $3,000,000 bu...
By the shores of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis, Dark behind it rose the forest, Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees, Rose the firs with cones upon them; Bright before it beat t...
No one is born beneath this dance. This dance gives birth to you.
You know those adages about smelling the roses and chasing butterflies? The markets are my butterflies and my roses.
That was all Rose, and Rose knew what she was doing. Her main thing was story.
You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you --- the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you o...
Rose: Staring up at the sky, Look. It's so beautiful. SO vast and endless. They're so small. My crowd, they think they're giants. They're not even dust in Gods eyes. Jack: Well, there's been a mistake. You're not one of them. You got mailed to the wr...
The rose has thorns only for those who want to pick it.
The rose has thorns only for those who would gather it.
He who would gather roses must not fear thorns.
A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.
Be willing to turn your attention to that which serves you.
If you can love all who've betrayed you... you can taste sweetness in everything.
