The guy who enters pro sports hasn't run scared from the 7th grade on. Until he enters the pros, it's been nothing but roses.
One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.
Every new dayOur children's joy is as fresh as roses,Even the birds chatter at dawn.
As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.
I love bringing roses to a woman when she least expects it.
This rose of pearl-coated infinity transformsthe diseased slums of a broken heartinto a palace made of psalms and gold.
Thorns do not keep a rose from blooming, neither should obstacles keep you from success.
Love is like the wild rose-briar Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.
As we come marching, marching, we battle too for men,For they are women's children, and we mother them again.Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes;Hearts starve as well as bodies...
A rose does not answer its enemies with words, but with beauty.
