Top 1200 Roses Are Red Quotes & Sayings - Page 17

I felt red, white and blue all over.

I love dressing up for the red carpet.

My job is to stop Britain from going red.

People who haven’t red hair don’t know what trouble is.

I don't want to be buried in a Red Sox casket.

I like the colour red; it suits me!

The tulips are too red...they hurt me.

I'm an avid Boston Red Sox fan.

Fair, rich confusion is all the aim of an old-fashioned flower garden, and the greater the confusion, the richer. You want to come upon mignonnette in unexpected places, and to find sprays of heliotrope in close consultation with your roses, and geraniums sporting their uniforms like gay recruits off duty.

Girl with the burning golden eyes, And red-bird song, and snowy throat: I bring you gold and silver moons, And diamond stars, and mists that float. I bring you moons and snowy clouds, I bring you prarie skies to-night To feebly praise your golden eyes And red-bird song, and throat so white. ~Vachel Lindsay "To Gloriana" God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth to see.

I love taking advantage of red carpets.

so much depends upon a red wheel barrow

Red morning sky - snail, are you glad of it?

I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone. I get drunk, and I drive my wife away with a breath like mustard gas and roses. And then, speaking gravely and elegantly into the telephone, I ask the telephone operators to connect me with this friend or that one, from whom I have not heard in years.

Soon will set in the fitful weather, with fierce gales and sullen skies and frosty air, and it will be time to tuck up safely my roses and lillies and the rest for their winter sleep beneath the snow, where I never forget them, but ever dream of their wakening in happy summers yet to be.

I feel like I thrive in the red light.

If I'm dying from anything, it's from indifference and red tape.

I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses, and the voice I hear falling on my ear the son of God discloses. And he walks with me, and he talks with me. And he tells me I am his own, and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.

red plastic rain her tears stain

I always liked red. It's a picker-upper.

The Boston Red Sox, they love to compete.

Beaujolais is the only white wine that happens to be red.

Painters used red like spice

Never trust a man in red trousers

I bet you like sitting at red lights.

Sleep Red, I've got you." - Vaughn to Faith

I will always love red lips.

I grabbed a pair of glowing red legs.

I'll definitely wear orange on the red carpet!

I'll never turn down a red velvet cupcake.

Red wine is a great accompaniment to meat.

The double chin's not good for the red carpet.

We'll take the cake with the red cherry on top.

I am a huge Red Sox fan.

I ain't a Communist necessarily, but I been in the red all my life.

I do my own makeup for events and red carpet stuff.

I have a glass of wine. Red. Generally when I'm cooking.

Age can be wonderful for red wine, but not for spacecraft.

May you become as the waves of one sea, stars of the same heaven, fruits adorning the same tree, roses of one garden in order that through you the oneness of humanity may establish its temple in the world of mankind, for you are the ones who are called to uplift the cause of unity among the nations of the earth.

A thimbleful of red is redder than a bucketful.

Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow.

All schoolchildren are hostages to red tape and fiscal insufficiency.

Into the field of Yellow flowers The red setting sun!

Personally, it was hard to see Emmitt in red.

In the center was a tiny handprint in red paint.

He tried to imagine the sound of the color red.

I don't mind the audience identifying me with Red.

I just love bright red drinks!

Bravery is a complicated thing to describe. You can't say it's three feet long and two feet wide and that it weighs four hundred pounds or that it's colored bright blue or that it sounds like a piano or that it smells like roses. It's a quality, not a thing.

Red hair, sir, in my opinion, is dangerous.

Many books belong to sunshine, and should be read out of doors. Clover, violets, and hedge roses breathe from their leaves; they are most lovable in cool lanes, along field paths, or upon stiles overhung by hawthorn, while the blackbird pipes, and the nightingale bathes its brown feathers in the twilight copse.

I would like to own the Red Sox.

If you're betwixt and between, trust the one with red hair.

I've stopped racing to get to the red light.

I didn't have any work to do, and I had files of my personal and Guns N' Roses financial statements for the previous eight years. I wanted to learn how to read these, but I didn't trust anybody. I just got a lightbulb in my head and said, 'I want to go to school.' That began my journey, taking accountancy and business classes at Seattle.

Love isn't sensible, Red. I think that's the point.

The politics of judges is getting to be red hot.

Reconquer the streets, the markets - the public spaces, with the same message of opposition: We are devastated, but we will not give up. With torches and roses, we deliver this message to the world: We do not let fear break us. And we do not let the fear of fear silence us.

Red hair is my life long sorrow.

Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How soft is this one, how subtle this is, How fluttering swift as a bird's kiss that is, As a bird that taps at a leafy lattice; How this one clings and how that uncloses From bud to flower in the way of roses.