Rose Quotes - Page 19

The Israelis haven't done anything to the Palestinians. They treated them with flowers and roses.

Heterosexuality is the opiate of the masses

They claim that autism naturally occurs at about 18 months, when the MMR is routinely given, so the association is merely coincidental and not causal. But the onset of autism at 18 months is a recent development. Autism starting at 18 months rose very sharply in the mid-1980s, when the MMR vaccine came into wide use. A coincidence? Hardly!

Early on, America took one path and went down the advertising road, and in the UK they founded the BBC and developed a different kind of public broadcasting. There was a point where TV was so beholden to commercial interest that people - civil society - actually rose up and said, "This is ridiculous: we have our soap-selling soap operas, cigarette-sponsored news broadcast; we have our rigged quiz shows - let's put some checks and balances here."

Whenever the world throws rose petals at you, which thrill and seduce the ego, beware.

The rose has no 'Why?' It flowers because it flowers.

I had started out with the intent to make a love story and something not so grave or so dark.So I went into this saying, "I want to do a love story, not to be seen with rose-colored glasses, but not as heavy." As it turned out, it surprised me the place where it led actually was something so painful. I identified so much with them that I experienced a lot of that suffering as well.

A million butterflies rose up from South America, All together, and flew in a gold storm toward Spain.

Rich, ornate prose is hard to digest, generally unwholesome, and sometimes nauseating.

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

Oh, that's the beauty of the rose, that it blossoms and dies.

You follow the same paths of thought as before. Only, they appear strewn with roses.

You have a touch in letter writing that is beyond me. Something unexpected, like coming round a corner in a rose garden and finding it still daylight.

The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice.

Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious; the best prose is that which is most full of poetry.

Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving?

It was not in the winter Our loving lot was cast! It was the time of roses, We plucked them as we passed!

They had a year of joy, twelve months of the strange heaven which the salmon know on beds of river shingle, under the gin-clear water. For twenty-four years they were guilty, but this first year was the only one which seemed like happiness. Looking back on it, when they were old, they did not remember that in this year it had ever rained or frozen. The four seasons were coloured like the edge of a rose petal for them.

It used to be you rose up through the ranks, and by the time you got a job as a boss, you had done the work of everybody beneath you.

I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.

Compassion isn't morose; it's something replenishing and opening; that's why it makes us happy.

Where, with your one rose you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?

The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose.

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It was a marvel, an enigma in abolition latitudes, that the slaves did not rise en-masse, at the beginning of hostilities.