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.
Thorns do not keep a rose from blooming, neither should obstacles keep you from success.
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.
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?
Then the wind came in with Bart and blew the vase of roses from the table. I stood and stared down at the crystal pieces and the petals scattered about. Why was the wind always trying to tell me somet...
She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.
Like freshly cut roses, I place life in a vase... of love.
