The rose is pretty much the most popular of all the flowers there is in this world and it comes in so many different colors.
It is also the most traditional gift to give to the person you love, so when it all comes to an end, it is one of the best things to give to the person plus sweet words.
Here are some quotes about rose that might help you out.

A person who is not willing to be prickled by the thorn should not ever crave a rose, ever.

There may be a lot of flowers in a person’s life but there can only be one rose, that is real.

Out of all the flowers that bloom in this world, the rose is by far the most beautiful of all.

I love roses, it makes me feel special to get them, to receive them from someone else, gladly.

Roses are truly the flowers that represent different phases of love and that is the truth, indeed.

Pink roses symbolize hope for those people who are still hoping for the right love to come.

If you want to tell the person you love that you are still hoping for her, give her pink roses.

White roses are given for those you love that have already moved on to another world, sadly.

Roses of the color white can also be given for those that have been forsaken, for them all.

What is the best color of the rose but red for it symbolizes triumph, that you have won, finally.

I will name all my children after flowers and out of them all, my favorite will always be rose.

She was as fair as a rose, she was lovely in all her ways and she was always so delicate.

Lucky is the girl whom a man loves, whom he will give his roses to, all of his bouquets, ever.

I hope that you do not just watch as the rose petals start blooming with sadness, that is sad.

There are things that need to fade before they will ever bloom again and the rose is like that.

The beauty of a rose is seen long after it has bloomed, after it has been folded into pages.

 

The scent of a rose is truly something worth bathing in, it is wonderful and smells just great.

You know that it is spring when you see all of the roses blooming in diversity, in colors.

The charm of a rose is not only in its color but also in its aroma, how lovely it smells like.

One day you will be able to find peace within a rose and you will get what I was talking of.

I wanted to be your rose, to be your most beloved but you were too afraid of my thorns.

And the prince loved his rose and was sad when it started to wither away, but it had to.

What makes your rose different from all the other roses is that it is no one else’s but yours.

Let there be beauty, God said, and then all the roses of different colors started to bloom.

I hope you let the fragrance of the rose touch not just your skin but your soul just as well.

I believed in you no matter how hard it took, I believed that you are mine and mine alone.

One spring day, a rose bloomed and I saw it and I knew I just had to bring it up to you to see.

Love is truly like a red rose that when pressed between a book will last for forever and ever.

There is a happily ever after, I believe that, there is someone who will give you that rose.

 

Someday, someone will walk up to you and hand you over a rose in fool bloom, like you are.

Let a single rose be what I can call a garden and let a single friend of mine become my world.

It is so difficult for a painter to paint a rose for he needs to forget all those other rose he saw.

Friendship is like a rose that blooms, that will wither when not properly taken care of.

Let me be your rose, let me be your muse, let me be your inspiration to do greater things.

The sweetest kiss is but a reminder of a rose, of a promise that is yet to be fulfilled, you know?

I loved you and you love me and that is all it has to be, just like a rose meant for you and me.

I do not know how it came to this, to having to choose between only two options: rose and you.

I would choose the rose over and over again for I have learned how to love it, for I do love it.

There is nothing that smells sweeter than a rose in fool bloom, that is the reality of life, okay?

I wanted to stay beside you but I cannot so instead, I will leave a rose in my place to stay.

I do not really know, all I know is that their love started from a single rose and end up in that.

I wanted to give her a rose and tell her love feels like this but she did not listen to me, worst.

There is nothing wrong with being yourself, I tell her, nothing wrong with not being yourself.

It has to be you and no one else for you are my rose, all that I have is truly yours after all.

I love you and that is what matters, right? I love you as much as I have ever loved a rose.

A rose in full bloom is truly but a pretty sight, something worth wasting my time upon.

You continue to delight me by the things you do and I love the way you do that, honestly.

Like a rose, you make me happy, you make me feel special, you make me feel I can do it all.

One day, I crushed you, like a rose petal stepped on but you kept on loving me all the same.

You are like a rose, a work of art, something that is worth being remembered by, beautiful.

Our friendship is like a rose, it keeps blooming and blooming and showing love in its folds.

If you want to enjoy the rose, then you must learn to accept that it has thorns to hurt you.

You were like a rose, you are beautiful but there is so much more to you such as thorns.

I wanted to be with you, to finally be the person you love and here I am again, all alone.

If only you can promise me that you will never love a rose again, then I will be with you too.

I will not promise you a rose garden for that in itself is but a pure miracle, if you think of it.

I wanted to see a blue rose, that is the truth but I know there is no such thing like your love.

Have you ever seen a rose fade away? As its color takes on a deeper shade, just like my love.

My love for you is like the love I have for my rose whom I take care of every minute of my life.

The rose is by far one of the most amazing miracles that I have seen in my years of existence.

You must see the rose for what it is: a beauty that will only give you pain in the end of time.

How can a rose still be a rose once you have removed all its thorns, all its protections?

The rose can no longer trust you because you have removed its barriers, all its facades.

Most girls are like roses, hanging on facades that are its thorns but beautiful all the same.

Find a man who is willing to hold your thorns, rose, not someone who will just remove them.

If there comes a day when you will want a rose, go to me and I will give you a garden of it.

Tell me your deepest secrets, the ones you wish to hide and I will give them to a single rose.

The rose is the best flower I had ever seen, and I would love a blue rose someday soon.

There is nothing wrong with a rose, it symbolizes love as it is mean to be done so, you know?

Had I known that you are like a rose, I would have brought my gloves so I can hold you.

You had thorns, yes you did, but he was still willing to hold you, he was that in love with you.

I had long told you not to let the one who will hold your thorns leave, rose, and you still did.

You were the prettiest rose in the garden so he was attracted to you, how long will it last?

If I had another chance to be with you, I would take it on, my rose, for you are my life.

There is no greater love than the one I have for my rose, said the prince who was so sad.

I knew he was missing his rose and yet still I did not ever want to let go of him, ever.

You know you are in love when you are willing to let your rose go to make her happy.

I planted these roses so I can give you a bouquet of them, that is the reality of my life.

I wish I could have told you that roses will always have thorns when you least expect it.

I had given you far too many things but I am satisfied with this single rose you gift me.

I wish that I could tell you how much I love you, how much I care for you, my little rose.

If only you would see the love I hold so dear means so much to me, my rose, you would smile.

The roses that he gives me every single morning are the reason I wake up to a bright day.