A Quote by Anthony de Mello

The Rose does not preen herself to catch my eye. She blooms because she blooms. A saint is a saint until he knows he is one.

Anthony de Mello

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Anthony de Mello
Indian - Priest
September 4, 1931 - June 2, 1987

The Rose is without an explanation; She blooms, because She blooms.

Angelus Silesius

The Rose is without 'why'—she blooms because she blooms.

Angelus Silesius

The rose is without 'why'; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.

Angelus Silesius

A rose is but a rose, it blooms because it blooms; it thinks not of itself, nor asks if it is seen.

Angelus Silesius

Everything is complex and everything is simple. The rose has no why attached to it, it blooms because it blooms, how no thought of itself, or desire to be seen. What could be more complicated than a rose for someone who wants to understand it? What could be simpler for someone who wants nothing? The complexity of thinking, the simplicity of beholding.

Andre Comte-Sponville

She's not a saint, and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa She's better known for the things that she does on the mattress

Taylor Swift

Let go of me or slow down," she demanded as she tried to keep pace with him. He slowed down. "I swear to God, you try the patience of a saint." "You aren't a saint, Brodick, no matter what your mother might have told you.

Julie Garwood

I knew a girl so ugly, she had a face like a saint-a Saint Bernard!

Rodney Dangerfield

I have this mistress: show business. I get a lot of love and adulation from outside, and [my wife] lets me have that, while she does all the real-life stuff that counts ? making sure the kids are going to school and all that. I married a saint ? well, a saint who curses.

Ray Romano

You cannot make a sinner into a saint by killing him. He who does not live as a saint here will never live as a saint hereafter.

Charles Spurgeon

She is my flower and she blooms for the one who loves her best.

Gordon Lightfoot

When the old plum tree blooms, the entire world blooms.

Dogen

At first, she loved nought else but flowers, And then-she only loved the rose; And then-herself alone; and then- She knew not what, but now-she knows.

Ridgely Torrence

She cried for herself, she cried because she was afraid that she herself might die in the night, because she was alone in the world, because her desperate and empty life was not an overture but an ending, and through it all she could see was the rough, brutal shape of a coffin.

John Cheever

The honey-bee's great ambition is to be rich, to lay up great stores, to possess the sweet of every flower that blooms. She is more than provident. Enough will not satisfy her, she must have all she can get by hook or crook.