Top Thorns Quotes

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.

The more I try to understand one very peculiar aspect of women, it seems clear to me that apart from the beauty or the sensuous state that women command over men, there is an inferiority, lesser known...

The more I try to understand one very peculiar aspect of women, it seems clear to me that apart from the beauty or the sensuous state that women command over men, there is an interiority, lesser known...

Thorns do not keep a rose from blooming, neither should obstacles keep you from success.

Some of the most beautiful things worth having in your life come wrapped in a crown of thorns.

Life is uncertain.Today you get a rose.Tomorrow you feel the thorns.But the end result is red, always!!

Poetry without truth, is like a rose without thorns.Still pretty,But sometime the real beauty comes from the things that can make us bleed.

If all we had were roses, would the thorns then be beautiful?

Anyone can love a rose, but only a saint can love its thorns.

Sculptures created from found materials like ice and thorns, driftwood, and even bleached kangaroo bones all presuppose that artistic design will yield to the cycles of time and climate, whether over...

Flowery tongues have thorny throats.

For millions of years flowers have been producing thorns. For millions of years sheep have been eating them all the same. And it's not serious, trying to understand why flowers go to such trouble to p...

When you look at a rose try to focus on its beauty, not its thorns.

Love is like a rose. So beautiful to look at, yet so painful to touch.

Life may be a bed of roses, but roses still have thorns.

Live in Thorns but always enchant the hearts with your fragrance

Roses and thorns are parts of the same plant. Somehow though, some people are concerned mainly about the roses. The rose is not on the plant for more than a week, but the thorns are there forever.Rose...

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

I love you,’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.

What are the thorns really telling her? It's why she won't let us see them, why she clings to them--or they cling to her--as though she got herself buried in a bramble thicket and she can't get out an...