Spring Rose Quotes

#1. I saw that a tender feeling was blossoming in her heart, like a rose in spring and I could not help recalling Petrarch's saying, "Innocence is often but a hair's breadth from ruin.

M.E. Kerr

#2. People like it when they understand something that they previously thought they couldn't understand. It's a sense of empowerment.

Neil DeGrasse Tyson

#3. 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

#4. The one great element in continuing the success of an offensive is maintaining the momentum.

George C. Marshall

#5. -hatred is like a shotgun. It's powerful and it rips apart everything in its path-good, bad or indifferent.

R.S. Belcher

#6. Eternal Spring, with smiling Verdue here Warms the mild Air, and crowns the youthful year . The Rose still blushes, and the vi'lets blow.

Samuel Garth

#7. All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy that is to herald the feet of many rose-red dawns.

Oscar Wilde

#8. 'Harry Potter' created a generation of readers in an era when kids could have disappeared into the depths of the Internet. That's no small feat. Every book series owes J.K. Rowling a debt of gratitude.

Gary Ross

#9. Your effort is noted and you will be laid for it.

Abigail Roux

#10. I used the stormy gray and heather brown shadows from the Lilac Rose Eye Palette to create a soft smokey eye for Veronica Beard's Spring 2013 show. The look was dramatic but delicate.

Bobbi Brown

#11. And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring,
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.

Oscar Wilde

#12. Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

William Shakespeare

#13. 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

#14. Voluptuous bloom and fragrance rare The summer to its rose may bring; Far sweeter to the wooing air The hidden violet of spring. Still, still that lovely ghost appears, Too fair, too pure, to bid depart; No riper love of later years Can steal its beauty from the heart.

Bayard Taylor

#15. And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

#16. All that happens is as usual and familiar as the rose in spring and the crop in summer.

Marcus Aurelius

#17. Just remember, during the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, that there's a seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes a rose.

Bette Midler

#18. Adventures are only interesting once you've lived to see the end of them. Before that, they are nothing but fear, and being too cold or too hot or too wet or too hungry, and getting hurt.

Holly Lisle

#19. My sister and I are incredibly close, and we created together from childhood through the time we spent in Chicago at the Annoyance Theatre.

Jill Soloway

#20. The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily
do not rob the little violet of it's scent nor the daisy of its simple charm.
If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.

Therese De Lisieux

#21. I have a Bird in spring
Which for myself doth sing -
The spring decoys.
And as the summer nears -
And as the Rose appears,
Robin is gone.
Yet do I not repine
Knowing that Bird of mine
Though flown -
Learneth beyond the sea
Melody new for me
And will return.

Emily Dickinson

#22. I love Toronto, I have spent a lot of time up there working. There's a lot of stuff going on there.

Steve Zahn

#23. They looked for all the world like miniaturized rose petals drained of their color. These pale petals were gathering in the wind like flocking birds - thousands of them, like a spring snowstorm.

John Green

#24. O rose! the sweetest blossom,
Of spring the fairest flower,
O rose! the joy of heaven.
The god of love, with roses
His yellow locks adorning,
Dances with the hours and graces.

James Gates Percival

#25. Yes, it was love at first sight. I feel that after all these years, I have finally found my soul mate.

Barbara Hershey

#26. Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea.

Oscar Wilde

#27. One day it had rained before sunrise, and a soft spring wind had been blowing ever since, a soothing and persuading wind, that seemed to draw out the buds from the secret places of the dry twigs, and whisper to the roots of the rose-trees that their flowers would be wanted by and by.

George MacDonald

#28. When the Divine Artist would produce a poem, He plants a germ of it in a human soul, and out of that soul the poem springs and grows as from the rose-tree the rose.

James A. Garfield

#29. Use book value as a starting point to try and establish the value of the enterprise.

Walter Schloss

#30. Soaps might not be the most highly regarding medium but it was a crucial springboard for me and I am forever grateful for it.

Sherri Saum

#31. All that comes to pass is as familiar and well known as the rose in spring, and the grape in summer. Of like fashion are sickness, death, calumny, intrigue, and all that gladdens or saddens the foolish.

Marcus Aurelius

#32. Someone asks me, What is love?
Do not look for an explanation.
Dissolve into me, and you will know
when it calls. Respond.
Walk out as a lion, as a rose.
Inhale autumn, long for spring.

Rumi

#33. The force that makes the winter grow Its feathered hexagons of snow , and drives the bee to match at home Their calculated honeycomb, Is abacus and rose combined. An icy sweetness fills my mind , A sense that under thing and wing Lies, taut yet living , coiled, the spring .

Jacob Bronowski

#34. If you allow one single germ, one single seed of slavery to remain in the soil of America ... that germ will spring up, that noxious weed will thrive, and again stifle the growth, wither the leaves, blast the flowers and poison the fair fruits of freedom.

Ernestine Rose

#35. The blue smoke rose into the blue air, solemn, beautiful as all that day. I stood there long after everyone else was gone, and my life seemed to me to have as much meaning as that wavering and insubstantial column, or as the dead grass that fed it.

Howard Spring

#36. I know it too well, my friend. Fresh water does not come out of a bitter spring; you don't expect to get rose perfume coming out of a rubbish heap, neither scorpions to kiss people!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#37. Love does to your soul what spring does to the rose.

Subhan Zein

#38. Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!

Omar Khayyam

#39. She had already allowed her delectable lover to pluck that flower which, so different from the rose to which it is nevertheless sometimes compared, has not the same faculty of being reborn each spring.

Marquis De Sade