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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 35262d8 | While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue,But coyly linger'd on the thorn. | Roses | ||
| 9046f3b | 'Tis the last rose of summer,Left blooming alone. | Roses | ||
| 0123936 | What would the rose with all her pride be worth,Were there no sun to call her brightness forth? | Roses | ||
| 3a6635d | The rose distils a healing balmThe beating pulse of pain to calm. | Roses | ||
| 97d7454 | Rose of the Desert! thus should woman beShining uncourted, lone and safe, like thee. | Roses | ||
| d348e4b | Rose of the Garden! such is woman's lot--Worshipp'd while blooming--when she fades, forgot. | Roses | ||
| af19340 | Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say;Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday? | Roses | ||
| 6518560 | There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the thorns. | Roses | ||
| 3a79cd8 | Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn,And liquid amber drop from every thorn. | Roses | ||
| 3f26399 | And when the parent-rose decays and dies,With a resembling face the daughter-buds arise. | Roses | ||
| d66274e | From off this brier pluck a white rose with me. | Roses | ||
| 2e2572a | Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose,With whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed. | Roses | ||
| aedde2c | There will we make our peds of roses,And a thousand fragrant posies. | Roses | ||
| f06c8c1 | Hoary-headed frostsFall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose. | Roses | ||
| f507a88 | The red rose on triumphant brier. | Roses | ||
| 4785d07 | And is there any moral shutWithin the bosom of the rose? | Roses | ||
| bc042e8 | The rosebuds lay their crimson lips together. | Roses | ||
| 483f62a | Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they be withered. | Roses | ||
| 9936a07 | The budding rose above the rose full blown. | Roses | ||
| 471254f | The fresh eglantine exhaled a breath,Those odours were of power to raise from death. | Roses | ||
| e6ce48a | Rain-scented eglantineGave temperate sweets to that well-wooing sun. | Roses | ||
| 27f48dd | Its sides I'll plant with dew-sweet eglantine. | Roses | ||
| 3023146 | A wild rose roofs the ruined shed,And that and summer well agree. | Roses | ||
| 26dc95d | A brier rose, whose budsYield fragrant harvest for the honey bee. | Roses | ||
| a2d5ff7 | A waft from the roadside bankTells where the wild rose nods. | Roses | ||
| 713d5e5 | Anytime the western countries go to war in the Middle East, it becomes a religious war. | Rosie Malek-Yonan | ||
| fc82642 | Iraq's 'liberation' has become the 'oppression' of Assyrians. | Rosie Malek-Yonan | ||
| 3453024 | As quoted in The Crimson Field. | Rosie Malek-Yonan | ||
| 0a5d9d0 | I am an Assyrian. That is not negotiable. | Rosie Malek-Yonan | ||
| e3ff8a9 | Get away from the fear. Don't fear the terrorists. They're mothers and fathers. | Rosie O'Donnell | ||
| 1ed06df | President Bush almost killed me. | Rosie O'Donnell | ||
| b92c92b | Nothing wrong with Southern California that a rise in the ocean wouldn't cure. | Ross Macdonald | ||
| a3beedf | An ugly woman with a gun is a terrible thing. | Ross Macdonald | ||
| c9f8578 | The delicate sensitivity of a frightened rattlesnake. | Ross Macdonald | ||
| 2a0fc04 | Money costs too much. | Ross Macdonald | ||
| bbc6d06 | I knew how it was with drunks. They ran out of generosity, even for themselves. | Ross Macdonald | ||
| 9091264 | Every witness has his own way of creeping up on the truth. | Ross Macdonald | ||
| e3e6db8 | It's easy, it's powerful. | Ross Mintzer | ||
| 01834c3 | Never end a sentence with a preposition," he recited."Not never; just seldom. | Ross Thomas | ||
| 0e21698 | Eight-fifteen in the morning in Washington is not a happy time. | Ross Thomas | ||
| 1d31bf5 | Learning without thought is labor lost. | Rote learning | ||
| 53e144d | Nothing taught by force stays in the soul. | Rote learning | ||
| 1df9090 | We work merely to fill the memory, leaving the understanding empty. | Rote learning | ||
| 0ae5dfb | The bookful blockhead ignorantly read, | Rote learning |