A Quote by George Eliot

It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees. — © George Eliot
It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
And still I look for the men who will dare to be roses of England wild roses of England men who are wild roses of England with metal thorns, beware! but still more brave and still more rare the courage of rosiness in a cabbage world fragrance of roses in a stale stink of lies rose-leaves to bewilder the clever fools and rose-briars to strangle the machine.
I feel like the Roses were a great group, but I never wanted to try to do it again. I knew I couldn't get a band that would compare to the Roses, that would have an impact like the Roses.
Ever since Blessed Alan de la Roche re-established this devotion the voice of the people, which is the voice of God, called it the Rosary. The word Rosary means "Crown of Roses" that is to say that every time people say the Rosary devoutly they place a crown of one hundred and fifty-three red roses and sixteen white roses upon the heads of Jesus and Mary. Being heavenly flowers these roses will never fade or lose their exquisite beauty.
Somewhere the sense makes copper roses steel roses — The rose carried weight of love but love is at an end — of roses It is at the edge of the petal that love waits.
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!
The monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should want roses.
Focus on the roses: 'A person who gathers honey will not escape being stung by bees. A person who gathers roses will not escape being scratched by thorns.' The positive things in life also have negative aspects. Keep your focus on the beautiful roses of the world, and the thorns will seem trivial and inconsequential.
I can't pass a plant stall without feeling I must have one. But my greatest extravagance, I suppose, is roses. We've got masses.
Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses.
i shall imagine life is not worth dying,if (and when)roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose,roses(you feel certain)will only smile
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks.
It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.
Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses
But buds will be roses, and kittens, cats - more's the pity.
Fair ladies, masked, are roses in their bud; Dismasked, the damask sweet commixture shown, Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown.
Fr. Amphilochios, the geronta or elder on the island of Patmos when I first stayed there, would have been in full agreement. Do you know, he said, that God gave us one more commandment, which is not recorded in Scripture? It is the commandment love the trees. Whoever does not love trees, so he believed, does not love God. When you plant a tree, he insisted, you plant hope, you plant peace, you plant love, and you will receive God's blessing.
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