Roses Garden Quotes

#1. How I would love to be transported into a scented Elizabethan garden with herbs and honeysuckles, a knot garden and roses clambering over a simple arbor.

Rosemary Verey

#2. She plucked a rose and held it to her face. She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.

Kiersten White

#3. I de-stress with my family, just at home pruning roses, cutting, working in the garden.

Jaclyn Smith

#4. I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

Andrew Marvell

#5. I heard a fella say once he'd rather have a rose bud when he was alive than to have a whole rose garden thrown his way after he is gone. It looks like they've (the National Baseball Hall of Fame in 1935) thrown the roses my way while I'm still here.

Home Run Baker

#6. The torchlit garden was redolent with the colors and scents of autumn... gold and copper foliage, thick borders of roses and dahlias, flowering grasses and beds of fresh mulch that made the air pleasantly pungent.

Lisa Kleypas

#7. To have children is to plant roses, muguets, lavender, lilac, gardenia, stock, peonies, tuberose, hyacinth ... it is to achieve a whole sense,a grand sense one did not priorly know. It is to give one's garden another dimension. Perfume of life itself.

Julia Glass

#8. Alexandra took the rose and lifted it to her face. The fragrance was intoxicating and the soft petals tickled her lips, as they must have done Benedict's. It was as if he had kissed her. A shiver of delight caressed her body and she felt the warmth of a blush on her throat and cheeks.

Ellen Read

#9. Roses are the only flowers at garden-parties; the only flowers that everybody is certain of knowing.

Katherine Mansfield

#10. Any mundane activity can become meditative. Digging a hole in the garden, planting new roses in the garden - you can do it with such tremendous love and compassion, you can do it with the hands of a buddha.

Rajneesh

#11. There is a garden in her eyes, where roses and white lilies flow.

Thomas Campion

#12. . . .in your light, had I learned to love, here
in your beauty, could I speak
knowing of this space close within
as the breath held inside a garden rose, there -
there is no time.

John Daniel Thieme

#13. Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently ... Can words describe the indescribable?

Rumi

#14. There are some things, after all, that Sally Owens knows for certain: Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.

Alice Hoffman

#15. 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

#16. Life is a garden. It is an opportunity. You can grow weeds, you can grow roses; it all depends on you.

Rajneesh

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

Nenia Campbell

#18. Won't you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.

Richard Brinsley Sheridan

#19. But I smell the roses not just to remind myself of how lucky I am, but also to wonder how on earth it all happened. I smell the roses to try and figure out how I came to be in the garden at all.

Alan Cumming

#20. The man who accepts the laissez-faire doctrine would allow his garden to grow wild so that roses might fight it out with the weeds and the fittest might survive.

John Ruskin

#21. Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.

Rumi

#22. I'm in a castle
standing in a tower,
looking down through a window
at the beautiful garden,
the sun setting in the distance.
The beauty in the moment
brings tears to my eyes.
Sky blue pink,
the backdrop for
roses in ever color
blooming in the garden.

Lisa Schroeder

#23. A black cat among roses,
phlox, lilac-misted under a quarter moon,
the sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. The garden is very still.
It is dazed with moonlight,
contented with perfume ...

Amy Lowell

#24. Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses.

Dannie Abse

#25. I suppose there's a time in life when a garden of roses and lavender fails to blind a girl to the true shabbiness of a place. I myself had not reached that moment of clarity.

Katie Crouch

#26. Like the garlic mustard in my garden and the roses on my fence, love has a funny way of blooming after years of being buried.

Sarah Strohmeyer

#27. I hate roses. Don't you? It's all right if you can hide them in a cutting garden, but I think a rose garden is the height of ick.

Cy Twombly

#28. The gardener gives us roses, not gardeners.

Harry Hooton

#29. if cant stop and smell the roses whats the pointof going through the garden?

Paris Dixon

#30. The place between actual seasons is filled with tiny roses in transition. There are murders and amputations in the garden. There are choirs on the sandy floors beneath oceans.

Kate Braverman

#31. Foolish wise folk sneer at you; foolish wise folk would pull up the useless lilies, the needless roses, from the garden, would plant in their places only serviceable wholesome cabbage. But the Gardener knowing better, plants the silly short-lived flowers; foolish wise folk, asking for what purpose.

Jerome K. Jerome

#32. The sun shall always rise upon a new day and there shall always be a rose garden within me. Yes, there is a part of me that is broken, but my broken soil gives way to my wild roses.

C. JoyBell C.

#33. A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.

Oscar Wilde

#34. Mushrooms were the roses in the garden of that unseen world, because

Margaret Atwood

#35. My tomb shall be in a spot where the north wind may scatter roses over it.

Omar Khayyam

#36. I am poor, but I am rich. I have my children, I have a garden with roses, and I have my faith and the memories of those who have gone before me. What more is there?

Pam Munoz Ryan

#37. At half past three, in the ditch of the night, Alice said: Oh, Mummy, too bad! Fading roses, this garden's over.

Stephen King

#38. I should not have loved my daughter as I did. Not in this world in which nothing lives for long. You children are flies. You are roses. You multiply and die.

Lauren DeStefano

#39. She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses," cried the young Student; "but in all my garden there is no red rose.

Oscar Wilde

#40. Let your bookcases and your shelves be your gardens and your pleasure-grounds. Pluck the fruit that grows therein, gather the roses, the spices, and the myrrh.

Judah Ben Saul Ibn Tibbon

#41. A book should be a garden that fits in the hands. Word-petals of color. Stems of strength. roots of truth. Turn a page and turn the seasons. Read the sentence and enjoy the roses.

Max Lucado

#42. People where you live grow five thousand roses in one garden ... yet they don't find what they are looking for.

Antoine De Saint-Exupery

#43. In a forest of stars and boughs, here is your face. In the garden, in the shipwreck, in sacred stones, in figs and roses. Through long nights of walking, what does not sing for us?

Anne Michaels

#44. In the garden of existence, there exists two beautiful roses: Music and love.

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#45. Next to a mother she wanted a quiet place where she could be alone when she wanted to be; to listen to the wind telling her strange tales, or hold the big spotted shell that murmured of the sea to her ear, or talk to the roses in the garden.

L.M. Montgomery

#46. Enchanted Garden at last. The silent garden with the sweet smell of stocks, gardenias and roses, this garden I so often walk in my dreams. Sleep

Gerda Taljaard

#47. I like not lady-slippers, Nor yet the sweet-pea blossoms, Nor yet the flaky roses, Red or white as snow; I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies, That in our garden grow.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

#48. One of the tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon - instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.

Dale Carnegie

#49. Two or more year ago she was out workin' in her rose garden one mornin' - did you know, boy, she's got over sixty different kinds out there? - and she said to me, said, 'Mr. Blakeslee, I wouldn't even mind dyin' if'n I could be buried in a bed of roses.

Olive Ann Burns

#50. When you go to a garden, do you look at thorns or flowers? Spend more time with the roses and jasmine.

Rumi

#51. He'd helped us build a garden in our backyard and I'd forced him to watch a season of The Bachelor with me. (" Why does he not just buy more roses?")

R.S. Grey

#52. Audrey isn't the type of girl to wait around for anyone; she's strong and she makes her own happiness. If she wants a bouquet of roses, she's sure as hell not going to wait for me to give it to her. She'll go out and plant her own fucking garden.

Kimberly Lauren

#53. The traditional way to use roses is in beds. These can be any shape and are an attractive, albeit conservative, choice for a formal garden. More exciting

Maggie Oster

#54. My garden all is overblown with roses,/ My spirit all is overblown with rhyme,

Vita Sackville-West

#55. Soft moonlight touches my lips and cheeks,
I feel your soul dance in my heart.
Breeze of the Southern sea blows my hair,
I feel your love touch my flowers of desire,
In my garden roses dance with the kindness of air.
I feel my soul wanting her bliss to share.

Debasish Mridha

#56. Perhaps the most tragic thing about mankind is that we are all dreaming about some magical garden over the horizon, instead of enjoying the roses that are right outside today.

Andrew Carnegie

#57. 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

#58. A mother's love is like an everlasting bed of roses, that continues to blossom. A mother's love bears strength, comfort, healing and warmth. Her beauty is compared to a sunny day that shines upon each rose petal and inspires hope.

Ellen J. Barrier

#59. I love the little garden in the back of my family's brownstone in Brooklyn. Digging out there in the dirt is a joy for me, although by the time August rolls around and my roses have black spot, I need the break winter provides.

Siri Hustvedt

#60. Our two hearts,
they have bloomed in the garden -
there
where our souls;
in red roses originate.

Kristian Goldmund Aumann

#61. In the embers shining bright
A garden grows for thy delight,
With roses yellow, red, and white.
But, O my child, beware, beware!
Touch not the roses growing there,
For every rose a thorn doth bear.

Richard Watson Gilder

#62. Now there was the rustling of skirts, and it kicked up her smell, that distinctive blend of vanilla and violets, lavender and roses - an entire moving garden with a kitchen thrown in for good measure, and God save the allergic.

Meredith Duran