#roses

For marriage is like life in this—that it is a field of battle, and not a bed of roses. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#bed-of-roses #love #marriage #matrimony #war

Roses are red violets arae blue my love for you is forever true. ↗

— Paola Calvillo

#love #roses #true #violets #love

Roses! I swear you men have all your romance from the same worn book. Flowers are a good thing, a sweet thing to give a lady. But it is always roses, always red, and always perfect hothouse blooms when they can come by them. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#roses #men

But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed. ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#broken #destroyed #entwine #federico-garcia-lorca #love

What a lovely thing a rose is!" He walked past the couch to the open window and held up the drooping stalk of a moss-rose, looking down at the dainty blend of crimson and green. It was a new phase of his character to me, for I had never before seen him show any keen interest in natural objects. "There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary as religion," said he, leaning with his back against the shutters. "It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner. Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its color are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#flowers #goodness #hope #nature #providence

It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. ↗

— Maud Hart Lovelace

#grass #june #roses #summer #sunshine

Roses may say “I love you,” but the cactus says “Fuck off.”
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— Jarod Kintz

#flowers #fuck-off #love #roses #love

What shall we do, all of us? All of us oassionate girls who fear crushing the boys we love with our mouths like caverns of teeth, our mushrooming brains, our watermelon hearts? ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#francesca-lia-block #love #love

I have the normal complement of anxieties, neuroses, psychoses and whatever else - but I'm absolutely nothing special. ↗

— Clive Barker

#absolutely nothing #anxieties #complement #else #i

Have you seen the roses? There's a whole lot of colours. ↗

— Syd Barrett

#lot #roses #seen #whole #you