But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.
Anne Brontë
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But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.
ANNE BRONTE Rose is in red,
But never in blue,
Sharp as a thorn,
Fights like one too.
RICHELLE MEAD He who wants a rose must respect her thorn.
ANDRé GIDE He stepped back and threw his arms out.
"I'm always crazy around you Rose. Here, I'm going to w...
RICHELLE MEAD A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom.
CHINESE PROVERB A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom.
CHINESE PROVERBS Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Every rose has its thorn:- you never find a woman without pins and needles
DOUGLAS JERROLD O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, and hard...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING Every rose has its thorn
PROVERB He who dares to teach must never cease to learn.
SOURCE UNKNOWN Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.
JOHN MILTON Love is the rose. Lust is the thorn.
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SAI BABA Rose: 'If you are an alien, how come you sound like you're from the north?'
Doctor: 'Lots of pl...
RUSSELL T. DAVIES He who dares not (reason), is a slave.
WILLIAM DRUMMOND He who dares not offend cannot be honest.
THOMAS PAINE Feast of Christina Rossetti, Poet, 1894 At morn I plucked a rose and give it Thee, A rose of joy an...
CHRISTINA ROSSETTI The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.
SA'DI The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.
SAADI The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together
MUSLIH-UDDIN SADI Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast!
For when you do, you will see thousands of ...
JALALUDDIN MEVLANA RUMI When a rose dies, a thorn is left behind.
PUBLIUS OVIDIUS NASO With strength and patience all his grievous loads are borne,
And from the world's rose-bed he only...
WILLIAM R. ALGER The Mistake
He left his pants upon a chair:
She was a widow, so she said:
But h...
THEODORE ROETHKE Jo? Look at me. I’m about to do something really f**king stupid. When I do this, I need you to rem...
SHERRILYN KENYON He who will not reason, is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and
he who dares not, is a slave.
SIR WILLIAM DRUMMOND (2) He who will not reason is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and he who dares not is a slave.
SIR WILLIAM DRUMMOND He who will not reason, is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and he who dares not is a slave.
WILLIAM DRUMMOND He who will not reason is a bigot; he who cannot is a fool; and he who dares not is a slave
WILLIAM DRUMMOND None but a coward dares to boast that he has never known fear.
MARSHAL FERDINAND FOCH None but a coward dares to boast that he has never known fear.
FERDINAND FOCH None but a coward dares to boast that he has never known fear.
BERTRAND RUSSELL Meet me where the sky touches the sea. Wait for me where the world begins.
JENNIFER DONNELLY But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, liv...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE The puritan through life's sweet garden goes to pluck the thorn and cast away the rose.
KENNETH HARE The Puritan through Life's sweet garden goes To pluck the thorn and cast away the rose
KENNETH HARE It was November--the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate...
L.M. MONTGOMERY I don’t want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want you... We’ll just be happy, waiting and wor...
L.M. MONTGOMERY It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.
EMILY BRONTë Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn
MARTIN AMIS Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn.
MARTIN AMIS Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING Who dares to teach must never cease to learn.
JOHN COTTON DANA Who dares to teach must never cease to learn.
JOHN COTTON DANA He is not valiant that dares die, but he that boldly bears calamity.
PHILIP MASSINGER Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without the thorn.
MARTIN AMIS He serves all who dares be true.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON But I'd rather look like you than be pretty," she told Anne sincerely.
Anne laughed, sipp...
L.M. MONTGOMERY No rose without a thorn, or a love without a rival. Turkish Proverb
TURKISH PROVERB Discipline trains you to put up with disappointments, every rose has a thorn.
SRI SATHYA SAI BABA The rose has told
In one simplicity
That never life
Relinquishes a bloom
But to ...
NATHALIA CRANE Love is like the wild rose-briar;
Friendship like the holly-tree.
The holly is dark when t...
EMILY DICKINSON I started getting Mal's texts just before lunch.
Mal: Awake
Anne: Morning
Mal: Going ...
KYLIE SCOTT He who dares nothing need hope for nothing.
SOURCE UNKNOWN Rose:i love you
Doctor:Quite right, and i guess if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler....
RUSSELL T. DAVIES Some people are near- or farsighted - I'm thorn-sighted. The thorns on the rose are in really sh...
DANNY MEYER ROSE: I love you, Jack.
JACK: No...don’t say your goodbyes, Rose. Don’t you give up. ...
JAMES FRANCIS CAMERON Happy is he who dares courageously to defend what he loves
OVID Brother, stand the pain.
Escape the poison of your impulses.
The sky will bow to your beau...
RUMI The brave man is not he who feels no fear, For that were stupid and irrational; But he, whose noble ...
JOANNA BAILLIE The brave man is not he who feels no fear,
For that were stupid and irrational;
But he, whose ...
JOANNA BAILLIE The brave man is not he who feels no fear. For that were stupid and irrational. But he, whose nobl...
JOANNA BAILLIE The brave man is not he who feels no fear, For that were stupid and irrational; But he, whose noble ...
JOANNA BAILLIE The brave man is not he who feels no fear, For that were stupid and irrational; But he, whose noble...
JOANNA BAILLIE He had not breathed a word of love, or dropped one hint of tenderness or affection, and yet I had be...
ANNE BRONTë The little boy who never grew up,
He trapped the frog and kills the rat,
He flew a kite, t...
QUETZAL What a man dares to do, he should dare to confess- unless he is a coward.
RAFAEL SABATINI When a wisp of fog blew by her she laughed and reached out her hands to it. When the wind blew she t...
ELLIOT MABEUSE He tried to make it seem that he had stopped for some dirty talk and to savor the moment, but Anne k...
ELLIOT MABEUSE Auntie Anne's is a modern-day business miracle that never should have happened.
ANNE F. BEILER A rose, isn't quite as beautiful as it once was, when after its thorn pricks you.
ANTHONY LICCIONE O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, and hard...
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING It was because they were two parts of a whole. He did not belong to her. And she did not belong to h...
RENEE AHDIEH Do you know why I adore roses?" Shahrzad untied the knot of his tikka sash with deliberate slowness....
RENEE AHDIEH As always. As ever. As a rose to the sun.
RENEE AHDIEH He who receives a benefit should never forget it; he who bestow should never remember it.
PIERRE CHARRON Have you seen Frances?”
He tilted his head to the right. “I believe she’s off rooti...
JULIA QUINN The idea is to believe me... but as far as I see the world... to believe is a sin... to trust me one...
DEYTH BANGER Can I ask you something?” Jo
"Maybe" Thorn
“What’s between you and Karma?” Jo
SHERRILYN KENYON You have everything but one thing: madness. A man needs a little madness or else - he never dares cu...
NIKOS KAZANTZAKIS But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did. When God takes something fro...
JOSé N. HARRIS Rose: Look at you, beaming away like you're Father Christmas!
The Doctor: Who says I'm not, red...
STEVEN MOFFAT Find here what each desires: men's pleasure goes - Strange ways: one pulls a thorn and one a rose
PETRONIUS He who receives a good turn should never forget it; he who does one should never remember it.
UNKNOWN Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never ...
TS (THOMAS STEARNS) ELIOT He, who dares seek God's presence, will receive His blessings and favours.
LAILAH GIFTY AKITA I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE He who has not a good memory should never take upon himself the trade of lying.
MICHEL DE MONTAIGNE They know your face, but not your mind.
They understand your words, but not your heart.
Th...
MATSHONA DHLIWAYO Jack Broughton was a fighter, the father of boxing. He had a fondness for flowers and his sister nam...
EMMA RICHLER We are drawn to stories,” he says in a soft voice, “and every scar carries one.
MARIE LU Anne: "But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mist...
L.M. MONTGOMERY Man may never stop being inconsistent.
For his desires and passions moult consistently
Hus...
KAYODE AJOMOLE Oh Angus,” she moaned. “Can’t you just use your…you know…your powers to clean this up?” ...
ELLIOT MABEUSE Her innocence was maddening. She should know. She should know what her steward had done. She should ...
MARIE RUTKOSKI Joseph shall return to Canaan, grieve not,
Hovels shall turn to rose gardens, grieve not.
...
KHALED HOSSEINI We're going' Anne said firmly.
So soon?' Percy pleaded. 'But stars come out at night.'
Th...
PHILIPPA GREGORY It is the coward who fawns upon those above him. It is the coward who is insolent whenever he dares ...
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EMILY BRONTë No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not o...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee...
EMILY BRONTë An odour of camphor and burnt vinegar warned me when I came near the fever room: and i passed its do...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë Her book has perhaps been a good one; it has refreshed, refilled, rewarmed her heart; it has set her...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë The negation of severe suffering was the nearest approach to happiness I expected to know. Besides, ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obs...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë I am, as Miss Scatcherd said, slatternly; I seldom put, and certainly never keep, things in order; I...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë The word book acted as a transient stimulus
CHARLOTTE BRONTë Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. T...
EMILY BRONTë Cheerfulness, it would appear,
is a matter which depends fully as much on the state
of t...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conce...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but ...
EMILY BRONTë He comes with western winds, with evening's
wandering airs,
With that clear dusk of heave...
EMILY BRONTë But, when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy, EMILY BRONTë How clear she shines ! How quietly
I lie beneath her guardian light;
While heaven and ear...
EMILY BRONTë What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?
More glory and more grief than I can tell:
EMILY BRONTë Hope Was but a timid friend;
She sat without the grated den,
Watching how my fate would te...
EMILY BRONTë Evening Solace
The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sea...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë The old church tower and garden wall
Are black with autumn rain
And dreary winds forebodin...
EMILY BRONTë Riches I hold in light esteem,
And love I laugh to scorn,
And lust of fame was but a dream...
EMILY BRONTë So you shun me? - you shut yourself up and grieve alone! I would rather you had come and upbraided m...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself th...
EMILY BRONTë The thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. I'm tired, tired of being enclosed ...
EMILY BRONTë I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy." Mr. Rochester
CHARLOTTE BRONTë Rochester: "I am no better than the old lightning-struck chestnut-tree in Thornfield orchard…And w...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë Tell me, now, fairy as you are, - can't you give me a charm, or a philter, or something of that sort...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-b...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë To women who please me only by their faces, I am the very devil when I find out they have neither so...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë I thank my Maker, that in the midst of judgment he has remembered mercy. I humbly entreat my Redeeme...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë And from the midst of cheerless gloom
I passed to bright unclouded day.
EMILY BRONTë Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third storey, backwards and forwards, safe...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I mu...
EMILY BRONTë My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter ...
EMILY BRONTë