Top 72 First Rose Quotes
#1. Your slightest look easily will unclose me, though I have closed myself as fingers, you open petal by petal myself a Spring opens her first rose.
E. E. Cummings
#2. The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, bloomed, and shattered,
During sad days when to me
Nothing mattered.
Grief of grief has drained me clean;
Still it seems a pity
No one saw, - it must have been
Very pretty.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
#3. The fact that the idea don't come freshly on us makes it necessary for it to be better in order to be good at all. The first rose must have driven the first smeller perfectly wild, but every rose since has smelt just as well.
Susan Hale
#4. To the game I'm true like the sun first rose
I'm real like my man Michael Jackson's first nose
Dred Scott
#5. I have carried that ring every moment of the last twelve years. I bought it the day after I first saw you at the ball. The ruby reminded me of the rose gleaming in your black hair."
~Lord Malcom Ashford
Celeste Bradley
#6. That was my first kiss," she said. "My first real one."
He brought his head close, resting his forehead on hers. Blond waves fell around her face, soft against her cheeks. His chest rose and fell as he drew in a breath. "Felt like the first real one for me, too.
Veronica Rossi
#7. The truth hurts like a thorn at first; but in the end it blossoms like a rose ...
Samuel Ibn Naghrillah
#8. Because when I kiss you, I want yours to be the first... and last lips I ever kiss.
Renee Ahdieh
#9. Inshore, across the pellucid jade-green waters of the bay, gently ruffled by the north-easterly breeze that was sweetly tempering the torrid heat of the sun, rose the ramage of masts and spars of the shipping riding there at anchor.
Rafael Sabatini
#10. Let first the onion flourish there,
Rose among roots, the maiden-fair,
Wine-scented and poetic soul
Of the capacious salad bowl.
Robert Louis Stevenson
#11. The crowd's murmuring rose to a roar, and for the first time in a week the agony of worry for my son was drowned out as his father strode out onto the sand.
Arius.
Kate Quinn
#12. That naked childlike surrender, before she rose to assume an adult's armour, seemed first thing this morning like a essential from which she was banished.
Ian McEwan
#13. That was a neat way of smoothing a man's vanity and yet keeping him on the string, and Charles rose to it as though such bait were new and he the first to swallow it.
Margaret Mitchell
#14. The red-jacketed band stirred to life. The first musician raised his trumpet. The trombone dipped. The drumstick rose. Lea lowered her clarinet. It had been Brent's idea not to have their insturments rise and fall in unison. The staggered motion gave it a more exciting rhythm.
Paul Fleischman
#15. I earned my first steady paycheck watering rose bushes at a nursery for a dollar an hour.
John Grisham
#16. Shadrack rose and returned to the cot, where he fell into the first sleep of his new life. A sleep deeper than the hospital drugs; deeper than the pits of plums, steadier than the condor's wing; more tranquil than the curve of eggs.
Toni Morrison
#17. The first time Akash took Supriya to view the pool, I rose up in strident protest, and he was astonished by the way she turned her face away, her eyes filled with terror. "I am petrified of water!" she whispered, as he tried to cajole her to at least put her feet in.
Deepti Menon
#18. Because at that moment, with the press of Rahim's lips to hers, with the touch of his tongue sending wildfire through her veins, she knew she would always be home here.
With this boy. In this moment. In this time.
And that her heart would never be lonely again.
Renee Ahdieh
#19. deaf. Unruffled by Herbert Jemson's breach of allegiance, because he had not heard it, Mr. Stone rose and walked to the pulpit with Bible in hand. He opened it and said, "My text for today is taken from the twenty-first
Harper Lee
#20. Roses at first were white, Till thy co'd not agree, Whether my Sapho's breast, Or they more white sho'd be.
Robert Herrick
#21. The moment the curtain rose on that first ballet, I knew something wonderful and new had come into my life. I can still see the first scene. The ballet was Divertimento No. 15.
Robert Caro
#22. The first time I ever saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes and the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave to the dark and empty sky, my love.
Ewan MacColl
#23. Kyle shook his head. "The first ride is for you." He lifted her up and she sat on the rose horse. He stood beside
Barbara Cool Lee
#24. Pink,
You are gentle and sweet just like this rose. When your rose pink lips smiled at me that first time I remembered how to smile.
~Riley
Ottilie Weber
#25. Throughout my training we always had a mantra; They come first. If I had really and truly screwed up my future, I'd have a new mantra; A comes first. Then B, C, D ...
Richelle Mead
#26. Plainly, she is quite besotted by him, ... a girl, a young girl, and she is falling in love for the first time in her life ... little Kitty Howard at a loss, stumbling in her speech, blushing like a rose, thinking of someone else and not herself is to see a girl become a woman.
Philippa Gregory
#27. You can see a rose both in two ways. First, through its beautiful petals. The other, through its thorns
Aries Eroles
#28. At the Centers for Disease Control, I rose up fairly quickly into management positions. The first team I led there included many people who had been my supervisors in previous roles or were more senior than I was. So it was kind of a daunting challenge.
Helene D. Gayle
#29. Visualize a beautiful rose in the center of your chest. Imagine a soft reddish rose. Imagine that the rose is completely folded up. Visualize the first set of petals is gradually unfolding.
Frederick Lenz
#30. The pain in her body came first, an intense surge of fire that raged like lava through her veins.
But it could not compare with what followed after.
A wail rose up from her depths. It left her as an inhuman cry.
Finally, she remembered everything.
Kelly Creagh
#31. The world turned, and new stories rose up, and the legends of the old days faltered a little, or turned themselves in their course to keep up with the lives of their people, and the lives of great-grandchildren of those they had first known.
Robin McKinley
#32. I feel thankful to God, first and foremost, allowing me to enjoy this 'smell the roses' kind of thing.
Stevie Wonder
#33. You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known, Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own - What are you when the rose is blown?
Henry Wotton
#34. And everyone still swore the rose candies made them think of their first loves.
Sarah Addison Allen
#35. The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes
Roberta Flack
#36. Between July 1936 and June 1937, the number of children in the city receiving free school education rose from 34,431 to 116,846, and for the first time free nurseries were opened.
Nick Lloyd
#37. The resurrection is the promise that death will not prevail, that nothingness does not have the last word. God promises to overcome it with life ... We can trust that God will overcome death because Jesus is the resurrection, because on the third day Jesus rose again, as the first of many.
Andrew Root
#38. If a man has only correct doctrine to offer me, I am sure to slip out at the first intermission to seek the company of someone who has seen for himself how lovely is the face of Him who is the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of the Valley. Such a man can help me, and no one else can.
Aiden Wilson Tozer
#39. The first man who compared woman to a rose was a poet; the second, an imbecile.
Gerard De Nerval
#40. Tomorrow morning. Brand new chance. The first day of whatever life you want to have for yourself." Rose called after me, "Wake up wisely.
Nicole Williams
#41. When I saw for the first time by the Word of God that sickness was not the Will of God, everything in my nature rose up to defeat the will of the devil.
John G. Lake
#42. I just wish I could have all this and stand up to her a little. Rose would."
"Rose would have gotten herself arrested for treason the first time Tatiana asked her to do something.
Richelle Mead
#43. Too many American authors have a servile streak where their backbone should be. Where's our latest Nobel laureate? More than likely you'll find him in the Rose Garden kissing the First Lady's foot.
Edward Abbey
#44. On the first Monday of the month of April, 1625, the market town of Meung, in which the author of ROMANCE OF THE ROSE was born,
Alexandre Dumas
#46. Up rose the wild old winter-king, And shook his beard of snow; I hear the first young hard-bell ring, 'Tis time for me to go! Northward o'er the icy rocks, Northward o'er the sea, My daughter comes with sunny locks: This land's too warm for me!
Charles Godfrey Leland
#47. If Pete Rose brings the Reds in first, they ought to bronze him and put him in cement.
Jerry Coleman
#48. No more tears, Rose. I'm here. I'll protect you."
"I thought you were mad at me."
"Don't be silly. How could I be mad at you?" - Morgan McCaw & Rose Frost
Alexandra May
#49. At first, she loved nought else but flowers,
And then-she only loved the rose;
And then-herself alone; and then-
She knew not what, but now-she knows.
Ridgely Torrence
#50. No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird's throat; Since Eden's freshness and man's fall No rose has been original.
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
#51. Gypsy [Rose Lee], who was called Louise as a kid, gave her first performances here with her sister [June Hovac], playing for the local Masonic lodge halls. It was a tight-knit community, and the support and success the act enjoyed here enabled them to hit the road and make it in big-time vaudeville.
Karen Abbott
#52. Since love first made the breast an instrument
Of fierce lamenting, by its flame my heart
Was molten to a mirror, like a rose
I pluck my breast apart, that I may hang
This mirror in your sight
Gaze you therein
Muhammad Iqbal
#53. I will kill him."
"Erra's eyebrows rose. "You'd have to go through me first."
I shrugged. "I have to do something for a warm-up."
She laughed softly. "That's the spirit. I do think you might be my favorite niece.
Ilona Andrews
#54. Wow. What'd he do to deserve that? Rescue orphans from a burning building? If so, you might want to make sure he didn't set the building on fire in the first place.
Richelle Mead
#55. Sitting beside Abe was Adrian Ivashkov
my more-or-less boyfriend. Adrian was a royal Moroi
and another spirit user like Lissa. He'd been crazy about me (and often just crazy) ever since we first met
Richelle Mead
#56. As the moon rose before her very eyes, the first beams hit the pond, sending sparkles of light bouncing off the water. "It's beautiful."
"So are you." His voice seemed to brush across her, like soft, smooth silk.
Cat Johnson
#57. To think one thought meant thinking the opposite thought, and no sooner did
that second thought destroy the first thought than a third thought rose up to
destroy the second.
Paul Auster
#58. God rose up from His throne and said to demon powers tormenting the sinless Son of God, 'Let Him go.' Then the resurrection power of Almighty God went through hell and filled Jesus.. He was resurrected from the dead - the first born-again man.
Joyce Meyer
#59. A rigour passed over him,
blood rose into his cheeks, his forehead, and there was a steady thumping in his ears. It was first love.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#60. It has been well said that an author who expects results from a first novel is in a position similar to that of a man who drops a rose petal down the Grand Canyon of Arizona and listens for the echo.
P.G. Wodehouse
#61. I was born in 1927, the only child of middle-class parents, both English, and themselves born in the grotesquely elongated shadow, which they never rose sufficiently above history to leave, of that monstrous dwarf Queen Victoria.
John Fowles
#62. You know, Rose said, You're not the first man in history who thinks his cock is the path to wisdom. You're not the first man to make his hard-on into the Holy Grail.
Tom Spanbauer
#63. There is nothing more difficult for a truly creative painter than to paint a rose, because before he can do so he has first to forget all the roses that were ever painted.
Henri Matisse
#64. The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot.
Salvador Dali
#65. I'm not immortal. I'm totally killable." She sucked in a breath as her pitch rose. "And I'm blond. Blonds always die first.
Chelsea Fine
#66. His wet white face and miserable eyesBrought nurses to him more than groans and sighs:But hoarse and low and rapid rose and fellHis troubled voice: he did the business well.(First verse of Died of Wounds)
Siegfried Sassoon
#67. Let us dismiss, as irrelevant to the poem per se, the circumstance ... which, in the first place, gave rise to the intention of composing a poem that should suit at once the popular and the critical taste.
Edgar Allan Poe
#68. The first thing I ever wanted to be was a backup singer for Guns 'n' Roses.
Katie McGrath
#69. Republicans have become the party of red, white and blue rose colored glasses. By drowning out criticism with USA! USA!, they prevent this country from healing itself where it needs healing, and that is the opposite of Country First.
Bill Maher
#70. Because it gives him and excuse to be around her
without making it look like he gave in first. That way, he can still seem manly."
"That's ridiculous." Especially the part about Christian being manly.
"Guys do ridiculous things for love.
Richelle Mead
#71. you were
and always will be
that first ever touch
to have fertilized
the ground
beneath my life's trees
that first ever rose
to have fragranced
the rest of my memories.
Sanober Khan
#72. Do you know why I adore roses?" Shahrzad untied the knot of his tikka sash with deliberate slowness. "I've always loved them for their beauty and their scent, but--"
"It's because of their thorns." His muscles tensed at her touch. "Because there's more to them than first meets the eye.
Renee Ahdieh
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