#horns

Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us. ↗

— Voltaire

#greater #harm #i #know #life

In our family, mom and dad are Longhorns, our first two kids are Aggies and we're hoping our last one is a Longhorn. It gives us family fun on Thanksgiving Day. ↗

— Bob Wells

#day #family #first #fun #gives

Roses and thorns are parts of the same plant. Somehow though, some people are concerned mainly about the roses. The rose is not on the plant for more than a week, but the thorns are there forever. Roses are teaching that the beauty of life will bloom, once you have taught yourself the lessons given by living with the thorns. ↗

— Grigoris Deoudis

#bloom #lesson #life #people #plant

Why Roses Crave Thorns" Petals detach from a wilting bud—a single stem plucked before fully blossomed. They descend in hesitant swirls, too soft and limp to shatter like teardrops. One by one they light to blanket a single shadow below. She is a rose, young and innocent, with beauty incomparable to shame all others. She has flowered enough to stop the observer in his tracks, awestruck. He is compelled to reach out and touch. The petals delight at a silken caress, her bud everything desirable but defenseless—without a sharp edge to make an admirer pause, to warn the intrusive hand. ‘Stay back! Stay back!’ His fingers curl around the stem to tug, and suddenly the rose craves a thorn. It is madness not to want her and yet madness to cut her down. Let the flower thrive and blush to someday flaunt layers of silken favors! But the world will not have it. A single stem is severed in a selfish moment of desire—a yearning to hold and possess. Alone and forgotten her petals cry, raining in hesitant swirls where they accumulate to blanket her shadow below. Dry, withered, craving the thorns. Beautiful no more. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#richelle #richelle-goodrich #rose #thorns #verse

But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose. ↗

— Anne Brontë

#defenses #roses #thorns #beauty

There's no dearth of kindness in this world of ours; Only in our blindness we gather thorns for flowers. ↗

— Grantland Rice

#dearth #flowers #gather #kindness #only

Advance, and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood. ↗

— Khalil Gibran

#advancing #blood #corrupt #draw #fear

At every step the child should be allowed to meet the real experience of life; the thorns should never be plucked from his roses. ↗

— Ellen Key

#child #every #every step #experience #his

Life is like that - twenty minutes of misery for every two seconds of joy. ↗

— V.C. Andrews

#life

Some people are like thorns. But you have to let them be thorns, because thorns can't turn into petals. The trick is not letting them prick you; never let a thorn prick you! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#life-and-living #life-lessons #living #people #petals