Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again.
A rose must remain with the sun and the rain or its lovely promise won't come true.
The rose is a flower of love. The world has acclaimed it for centuries. Pink roses are for love hopeful and expectant. White roses are for love dead or forsaken, but the red roses, ah the red roses are for love triumphant.
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Take time to smell the roses.
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove.
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
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It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
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You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses.
The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change: Yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.
There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
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