Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
- William Shakespeare
God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
- J. M. Barrie
If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And of thy meager store
Two loaves alone to thee are left,
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
- Sheikh Muslih-uddin Saadi Shirazi
As well as any bloom upon a flower I like the dust on the nettles, never lost Except to prove the sweetness of a shower.
- Edward Thomas