Little flower, but if I could understand, what you are, root and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
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
Every rose has its thorn: You never find a woman without pins and needles.
- Douglas Jerrold
A profusion of pink roses bending ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring.
- William Carlos Williams