A Quote by Ovid

Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses.

Ovid

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Often Produces Roses Tender Thorn

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Ovid
Roman - Poet
43 BC - 17 AD

The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.

Ovid

In the embers shining bright A garden grows for thy delight, With roses yellow, red, and white. But, O my child, beware, beware! Touch not the roses growing there, For every rose a thorn doth bear.

Richard Watson Gilder

When the roses are gone, nothing is left but the thorn.

Ovid

My God, I have never thanked Thee for my 'thorn!' I have thanked Thee a thousand times for my roses, but never once for my 'thorn;' I have been looking forward to a world where I shall get compensation for my cross as itself a present glory. Teach me the glory of my cross; teach me the value of my 'thorn.' Show me that I have climbed to Thee by the path of pain. Show me that my tears have made my rainbow.

George Matheson

Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.

Alexander Pope

Think of your pain like a bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.

Francesca Lia Block

I remember my father saying to me once, 'I finally know how to describe you, Charlotte. You're prickly.' And he was right - prickly is a very good description. If I had to be an animal, I'd probably be a porcupine.

Charlotte Rampling

Have you ever seen a donkey smelling a beautiful rose? Donkeys aren't interested in roses, they like thorn bushes or watermelon rinds!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

Instead of complaining that the rose bush is full of thorns, be grateful the thorn bush has roses. Perspective.

Lecrae

Conflict sometimes produces results, but more often than not it produces confusion at the level of everybody on the same track.

Ciaran Hinds

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.

William Shakespeare

We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.

Abraham Lincoln

The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.

Oscar Wilde

Shaming is one of the deepest tools of imperialist, white supremacist, capitalist patriarchy because shame produces trauma and trauma often produces paralysis.