Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again.
A relationship is like a rose,
How long it lasts, no one knows.
Love can erase an awful past,
Love can be yours, you’ll see at last.
To feel that love, it makes you sigh,
To have it leave, you’d rather die.
You hope you’ve found that special rose,
‘Cause you love and care for the one you chose.
– Rob Cella
I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
– James Joyce