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

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows
Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with elgantine.
Shakespeare

People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
Iris Murdoch

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.
John Boyle O’Reilly

Which is loveliest in a rose? Its coy beauty when it’s budding, or its splendour when it blows?
George Barlow

I’d rather have roses on my table
than diamonds ’round my neck.
Emma Goldman

A primrose by the river’s brim
A yellow rose was to him.
And it was nothing more.
William Wordsworth

But earthlier happy is the rose distill’d
Than that which withering on the virgin thorn
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
William Shakepeare

The world is a rose, smell it and pass it to your friends.
Persian Proverb

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Tom Waits

Broken bicycles, old busted chains
With rusted handle bars, out in the rain
Somebody must have an orphanage for
All these things that nobody wants any more
September’s reminding July
It’s time to be saying goodbye
Summer is gone, but our love will remain
Like old broken bicycles out in the rain

Broken bicycles, don’t tell my folks
There’s all those playing cards pinned to the spokes
Laid down like skeletons out on the lawn
The wheels won’t turn when the other has gone
The seasons can turn on a dime
Somehow I forget every time
For all the things that you’ve given me will always stay
Broken, but I’ll never throw them away
«Broken Bicycles»

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