Love flows like flowers, and grows like water. I’m so thirsty for romance I could drink a dozen roses.

Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell.

If the rose is beautiful flower, it is also because it opens. (Si la rose est belle fleur, – C’est aussi parce qu’elle s’ouvre.)

There is nothing more romantic than candles and flowers, except candles that smell like flowers and flowers that can be burned, as they flicker light while you dine alone and ponder how much of a...

A flowing flurry of flowers fell to the floor when I fell in love, as if my heart were a garden that gushed forth and flooded her being with the fragrance of romance.

On the edge of dreaming when the brain lets go, when it stops its scheming, our blood runs slow… Then the heart speaks clearly of the things it knows, things it brought so dearly at...

If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his...

Right, Virg. Groupies throw underwear on stage. They don’t throw flowers.

I want to make love like the most romantic thing ever, but I just don’t know how to go about learning how to fornicate like a flower.

Love is a peaceful feeling, like a flower hugging a butterfly.

I’ve never been the wilting flower. I’ve never been the girl who’s subservient to a man.

Rose spreads its fragranceHis fragrance is his message.

Let kindness be the flower of your heart and fragrance of your mind. Let it fill the world with peace, joy and the fragrance of kindness.

Love is the essence of life,Love is the universal language of all creation,Love is the eternal desire,Love is the life’s flower with fragrance to share,So feel the longing for love and being beloved.

He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.

We were all born to be peaceful citizens of the world. Take care of your global garden and do not allow evil gardeners try to convince you which flowers are ugly and which should be...

I’m nothing. I’m just a humble man in a bumblebee costume trying to pollinate with a woman as romantic as a flower. Love doesn’t have to sting.

A rose will wilt in short time, but my garden is more vivacious for having one in it. Love is even more fragrant, but often just as fragile and fleeting, but I eagerly accept the...

My thoughts of you are a rainbow in splashing ocean waves…appearing…disappearing in sacred depths of skies the grasps of mine reach to the highest… Will you, ah, long for kissing me tonight? so I could...

By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

There is no afterlife for wilted flowers like me.

I have a tongue like a rose petal, and when I say I love you, it has the fragrance of truth. My words are my garden, and I’m planting our future.

My hands will get dirty holding your rose-like heart, because love is like gardening—it’s earthy and takes work to keep it alive.

Women are gifts, open them with care, judge them with leniecy, test and weigh their depths, then accept those with true worth and value.

The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland.The fool will try to plant them in the same flowerbox.The florist will sigh and add a wall divider and proper soil to...

Be fresh like a flower, be loving like water.

A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.

I appreciate the beauty and balm of flowers but I have never enjoyed receiving them because then I have to watch them die, and worse…throw them away.

Love is a flower that should never cease to grow. Nurture it, and it will outlive you. Neglect it, and it will wilt away and die.

Flowar,” I’d probably be a peaceful guy.

I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath;I am the memory of a moment of happiness;I am the last gift of the living to the dead;I am a part of joy and a...

If every plant and flower were found in all places, the charm of locality would not exist. Everything varies, and that gives the interest.

Supposing I know of a flower that is absolutely unique, that is nowhere to be found except on my planet, and any minute that flower could accidentally be eaten up by a little lamb, isn’t...

Plant the trees just for beauty,If flowers bloom or fruits ripen, Enjoy it as a gift and appreciate nature as a universal giver.

A flower blooms in my heart. You may call that love, but I call it water conservation.

I used to live in a gap jumper, tracksuit bottoms and a fake flower in my hair. Shocking.

I have raised beds, perennial beds, cut flower beds. I have an island on a pond that’s just covered in peonies. I have an herb garden, tons of vegetables, raspberries. I have everything. I’m a...

We only have one desire, which wants to manifest in thousands of ways,like a flower who blooms in billions of shadesto express her only one desire…to be beautiful

The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.

I’m a Capricorn, and they flower late.

You have no control over how your story begins or ends. But by now, you should know that all things have an ending. Every spark returns to darkness. Every sound returns to silence. Every flower...

Our love went from fly to flower to butterfly, and it was meant to beautifully flutter, not sit still on a shelf like a trophy to be collected.

I am but a flower. Do with me what thou wilt.

Love for the beauty of the soul. I shall love you always. When the flower of life has gone, ever I shall find you. When all is lost and winter comes, I shall be your...

I came from the gutter and i rose into a flower

Love in a night shall live and die,Love in a day shall wing and fly;Love in the Spring shall last an hour,Easily fade a spring-tide flower.

Bloom like a flower; unfold your own beauty.

Love can make a flower more fragrant, a blue sky bluer, and an empty bank account emptier. I should probably sign up for another credit card.

Her wild heart was rare, she saw blessings were most saw burdens & if one thing was certain; her smile was like a flower in the sunshine

Beauty is but a flower, which wrinkles will devour.