#rose

Who's the new Ramones, who's the new Guns 'N Roses, who's the new Motley Crue, who's the new Black Sabbath? They're coming, they're on the street, they're 16, 17 years old. ↗

— Nikki Sixx

#black sabbath #coming #crue #guns #motley

Women show men beauty in things beyond their ambitions. Women tell men to stop and smell the roses. ↗

— Criss Jami

#beauty #contentment #enjoyment #happiness #joy

Basketball talent is basketball talent, no matter if it comes from the suburbs or the city. Take the time to know and understand me before you judge me. Only God can do that. Roses do grow from concrete! ↗

— Chris Webber

#before #city #comes #concrete #god

There is a deep truth in being at home enough with someone to kiss them while your lips are dry. And happiness may not be the greatest of things to hear, but it should be. ↗

— Mikl Paul

#poetry #prose-poetry #home

I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head. ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#caesar #flowers #hyacinth #mortality #rose

A sudden dart when a little over a hundred feet from the end of the track, or a little over 120 feet from the point at which it rose into the air, ended the flight. ↗

— Orville Wright

#dart #end #ended #feet #flight

Some part of you will always ... fight to cling to life and experience all it has. That's why you're so reckless in the things you do. You don't hold back your feelings, your passion, your anger. It makes you remarkable. It makes you dangerous ↗

— Richelle Mead

#anger

I want to burn with excitement or anger and bleed, bleed out my words. I want to get all fucked up and write raw and ugly about all these things I see and am and could be. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#artists #excitement #on-the-road #prose #raw

You're beautiful, but you're empty...One couldn't die for you. Of course, an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she's the one I've watered. Since she's the one I put under glass, since she's the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since she's the one for whom I killed the caterpillars (except the two or three butterflies). Since she's the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she's my rose. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#inspirational #love #roses #uniqueness #beauty

He's hot like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by traffic. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #sex-appeal #beauty