Quotes About Summer Roses

#1. Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

Carl Sandburg

#2. She had come into the garden expecting summer roses and had instead been caught in a bank of twisted, thorny, frostbitten vines.

Nenia Campbell

#3. They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead, that all of thee we loved and cherished has with thy summer roses perished; and left, as its young beauty fled, an ashen memory in its stead.

John Greenleaf Whittier

#4. The best thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost in look as much like home as we can.

Christopher Fry

#5. For me to get out in the congressional district that I represent and see all the things that we manufacture there, produce there, to get to know its people better, its businesses better and its government leaders better, all of those things have enriched me.

Reid Ribble

#6. In the human species at all events there is a great diversity of pleasures. The same things delight some men and annoy others, and things painful and disgusting to some are pleasant and attractive to others.

Aristotle.

#7. The year is a book, isn't it, Marilla? Spring's pages are written in Mayflowers and violets, summer's in roses, autumn's in red maple leaves, and winter in holly and evergreen.

L.M. Montgomery

#8. I do not wish to die- There is such contingent beauty in life: The open window on summer mornings Looking out on gardens and green things growing, The shadowy cups of roses flowering to themselves- Images of time and eternity- Silence in the garden and felt along the walls.

A. L. Rowse

#9. If you're stuck you could always double up with me at my place. It's the size of a postage stamp, but the roses are the size of poodles. So it sort of evens out. -Austin

Katherine Applegate

#10. Overworked, as usual. It happens to those who are particularly good at their jobs. She handed Eve a cup of tea in one of the pretty china cups.

J.D. Robb

#11. 'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.

Edward Moore

#12. I'm always repeating myself. You never just do a scene once, you do it an insane amount of times.

Michiel Huisman

#13. Summer was over in twenty minutes that day. Finished. At four o'clock in the afternoon the roses were quiet on their stems, full-blown, fulfilled; the water in the pool was warm; the leaves on the trees quiet, too, and green. The cat lay with his belly to the sun, steeped in heat.

Elizabeth Enright

#14. The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.

Oscar Wilde

#15. It's spring giving way to summer, balmy air smelling of roses, hot skin meeting the cold shock of the ocean, starry nights as warm as kisses.

Sarah McCarry

#16. But from this distance, the velvety reds, flashing yellows and glassy whites [of the roses] seemed to break up the light of the summer sun into its various elements and cast it back far more brilliantly than any other flower ever could, seemed not exactly of the earth, but of space and air itself.

Jane Smiley

#17. You can hide beneath the covers and study your pain, make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain. Waste your summer praying in vain, for a savior to rise from these streets.

Bruce Springsteen

#18. June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hands with posies.

Sara Coleridge

#19. I'm not in for killing another man, defending my holy land, as if there's a god who would understand.

Matthew Sweet

#20. When I was younger, I did lots of plays, put on shows for Mum and Dad, made my brother dress up in ridiculous tutus and whatnot to perform in front of them. I think my pre-primary report was like, 'Has a flair for drama' - it was just a little side note.

Olivia DeJonge

#21. Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns.

Marty Rubin

#22. I question not if thrushes sing,
If roses load the air;
Beyond my heart I need not reach
When all is summer there.

John Vance Cheney

#23. Always keep mint on your windowsill in August, to ensure that buzzing flies will stay outside, where they belong. Don't think the summer is over, even when roses droop and turn brown and the stars shift position in the sky. Never presume August is a safe or reliable time of the year.

Alice Hoffman

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

Maud Hart Lovelace

#25. A wild rose roofs the ruined shed, And that and summer well agree.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#26. Heaven is not to be looked upon only as the reward, but the natural effect, of a religious life.

Joseph Addison

#27. She remembered the feel of wind on summer nights - how it billows through the house and wafts the curtains and smells of tar and roses

Anne Tyler

#28. The wife of Ben-Hur, sat in her room in the beautiful villa by Misenum. It was noon, with a warm Italian sun making summer for the roses and vines outside. Everything in the apartment was Roman,

Lew Wallace