True friendship is like a rose: we don't realize its beauty until it fades.
- Evelyn Loeb
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers,
so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
Bricks to all greenhouses!
Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
- Edward Abbey
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
- William Shakespeare
flowers leave some of their fragrance in the hand that bestows them.
- Chinese proverb