Top 1200 White Rose Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

In the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage it goes?

I'm no rose. I have been around a while, and you never know when something is going to be the last thing you do.

The moon rose, an opalescent goddess tipping light from her harsh maternal scimitar.

Let us fill urns with rose-leaves in May And hive the the trifty sweetness for December!

I think it was Rose Macaulay who said, "A house unkept cannot be so distressing as a life unlived."

Then, all of a sudden, here I am in the Press Room in the White House and walking in with the guards, who handed me three little pieces of paper asking me to send pictures to the guards at the White House.

Negativland through rose colored glasses. If 'mice are from Mars,' Greek Buck is from Venus.

Oh my God," he said. "A kind word from Rose Hathaway. I can die a happy man.

Clouds of black birds rose up wailing and screaming, like the thoughts of my heart.

If I had played my career hitting singles like Pete (Rose), I'd wear a dress.

The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose.

he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass.

The older I get the more I trust in the law according to which the rose and the lily bloom.

You can't interview Pete Rose and not ask about betting on the Reds and being banned from baseball.

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

The issue on which everything hangs is not whether you like His teaching but if He ?rose from the dead.

If the rose puzzled its mind over the question how it grew, it would not have been the miracle that it is.

Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses.

A bride is a bride the first time around. The white dress and the white veil are symbolic. So many people are breaking the rules that people don't know what the rules are.

Rose was so full of life and passion that sometimes she seemed more human than I was.

Whenever the world throws rose petals at you, which thrill and seduce the ego, beware.

I'm a white girl and not a white girl, identified by other people as black and not black for as long as I can remember - which, in mixed-people speak, means biracial.

One day I was teaching my class and then I had to go to the White House right after, so literally, I took my dress to school. After my classes I went into the ladies room, changed into my outfit, got into the car, went to the White House. So there are real, you know, Superman moments!

What Black Consciousness seeks to do is to produce real black people who do not regard themselves as appendages to white society. We do not need to apologise for this because it is true that the white systems have produced through the world a number of people who are not aware that they too are people.

There isn't any one material that's mine. It all depends on the context. For example, I did a house that had the most exquisite marble applications. That sounds ostentatious, but it wasn't, given the context. The color white I subscribe to extensively. I love thinking about color, but I often go with white.

I do not know myself how I paint it. I sit down with a white board before the spot that strikes me. I look at what is before my eyes, and say to myself, that white board must become something.

The number of those identifying as Aborigine in Tasmania rapidly rose in the late 20th century.

If you want to say it with flowers, remember that a single rose screams in your face: 'I'm cheap!'

I don't like Derrick Rose, he'd rather score than distribute. That's not who I want as my point guard.

The expectation of my life was that I might be able to work for some good white folks. Now I got some good white folks working for me.

Tis emblematic, the rose of youth and health soon fades when watered by the tear of affliction.

We ought to be living as if Jesus died yesterday, rose this morning, and is coming back this afternoon.

Desire's wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a rose upon the rood of time.

I earned my first steady paycheck watering rose bushes at a nursery for a dollar an hour.

Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, Flushing his brow.

The advantage that my children have is that my children are encountering the nicest white people that America has ever produced. Let’s hope America keeps producing nicer white people.

Our lives are a mosaic of little things, like putting a rose in a vase on the table.

My dream went all the way back to the beginning. The rain rose into the clouds, and the animals descended the ramp.

In those dark times, one rose to the very heights of humanity by simply remaining human.

The rose has told In one simplicity That never life Relinquishes a bloom But to bestow An ancient confidence.

Our eyes reflect light. Better that the lips are more like a rose petal.

All lies, white or black, disgrace a gentleman, although I grant there is a difference: to say the least of it, it is a dangerous habit, for white lies are but the gentleman ushers to black ones.

My desk is covered with talismans: pieces of rose quartz, wishing stones from a favorite beach.

I grew up with white parents, and until after college, it was a lot of confusion, especially because I grew up in an all-white area. So I never looked around and saw anyone who looked like me.

We have been playing to a 70-30 black to white audience. And we are just doing what should come next, trying to attract a larger house, trying to reach an audience that's half black and white.

I find that white people in general, including white liberals and even revolutionaries, are most inclined to call you a racist when they don't want to confront the ugly realities that their racism has created. In their eyes, when you attempt to address those realities from your perspective you become a racist.

The Rose which here on earth is now perceived by me, has blossomed thus in god from all eternity.

The rose saith in the dewy morn, I am most fair; Yet all my loveliness is born Upon a thorn.

I want my body to help fertilize the growth of a cactus or cliff rose or sagebrush or tree.

Once I was a couple. I was my own king and queen with cheese and bread and rosé on the rocks of Rockport.

Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.

If I'd wanted this place to fill up with every fat Irish rose that passes by, I'd've said so.

I quite agree with you. The sun is not kind. God should use a rose amber spot.

Defiance rose up like vomit. I swung back and yelled, "Don't ever do that again!

We can be together, Rose. Soon. We're almost there. And nothing will ever keep us apart.

I grew up with white parents and until after college, it was a lot of confusion, especially because I grew up in an all-white area. So I never looked around and saw anyone who looked like me.

The best way to killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud.

Beauty never slumbers; All is in her name; But the rose remembers The dust from which it came.

The mind does not create what it perceives, any more than the eye creates the rose.

You and I have never liked each other, Rose. If I’ve got to kill someone, it might as well be you.