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“Rose West was starting 10 life sentences with no prospect of ever being released, Fred West had gone to hell, I had got my life back and the media circus had moved on to the next big scoop.”
Source: The Lost Girl: How I Triumphed Over Life at the Mercy of Fred and Rose West
“Rose, who teaches college, said, I had a student who wrote in a paper that she'd have a different attitude toward mortality if she'd been born male, because then, quote, I would've always gotten what I wanted in life. When I pointed out that this wasn't true, that it was not just hyperbolic but completely false, she doubled down. But men have all the power, she kept saying.”
Source: The Vulnerables
“Rose: "Why did you lie?"
Dimitri: "Because we can't be together."
Rose: "Because of the age thing right?" I asked. "Because you're my mentor?"
His fingertip gently wiped away a tear that had escaped down my cheek.
Dimitri: "That's part of it." He said. "But also, well, you and I will be both be Lissa's guardians someday, I need to protect her. If a pack of Strigoi come, I need to throw my body between them and her."
Rose: "I know that. Of course that's what you have to do."
Dimitri: "No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you”
Source: Vampire Academy
“Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that Dimitri didn't ask to see you. He asked specifically not to see you.”
“Rose! Thou art the sweetest flower that ever drank the amber shower:
Even the Gods, who walk the sky, are amourous of thy scented sigh.”
“Rose!" I looked to my right and saw Adrian cutting across the lawn toward me, oblivious to the slush's effects on his designer shoes. "Did you just call me 'Rose'?" I asked. "And not 'little dhampir'? I don't think that's ever happened." "It happens all the time," he countered, catching up to me.”
Source: Shadow Kiss: A Vampire Academy Novel
“Rose, do you think I'd do anything that would hurt you.- Dimitri to Rose”
“Rose, I cheat at cards and buy liquor for minors. But I would never, ever force you into something you don't want.”
Source: Spirit Bound: A Vampire Academy Novel
“Rose, nothing in this world could make me hate you." "Not even trying to bring my ex-boyfriend back from the dead?”
Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“Rose, oh pure contradiction, joy of being No-one's sleep under so many lids.”
Source: Ahead of All Parting: The Selected Poetry and Prose of Rainer Maria Rilke
“Rose,” he said, forcibly trying to keep a serious tone, “I can think of many words to describe you, sexy and hot being at the top of the list. You know what’s not on the list? Sane.”
Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“Rose-colored glasses are never made in bifocals. Nobody wants to read the small print in dreams.”
“Rose. Roza. Open your eyes." I've never heard heard his voice so strained, so frantic. "Don't go to sleep on me. Not yet.”
“Rose: "I was testing dorm security. It sucks." Dimitri: "You must be freezing. Do you want my coat?" Rose: "I'm fine. What are you doing out here? Are you testing security too?" Dimitri: "I am security. This is my watch." Rose: "Well, good work. I'm glad I was able to help test your awesome skills." - Rose Hathaway and Dimitri Belikov (Shadow Kiss)”
“Rose: "If you'd teach me to swear in Russian, I might have a new appreciation for it."Dimitri: "You swear too much already."Rose: "I just want to express myself."Dimitri: "Oh, Roza… You express yourself more than anyone else I know."- Rose Hathaway & Dimitri Belikov (Frostbite)”
“Rose: 'If you are an alien, how come you sound like you're from the north?' Doctor: 'Lots of planets have a north!”
“Rose: But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved”
“Rose: Look at you, beaming away like you're Father Christmas! The Doctor: Who says I'm not, red-bicycle-when-you-were-twelve? Rose: [shocked] What? The Doctor: And everybody lives, Rose! Everybody lives! I need more days like this! Go on, ask me anything; I'm on fire!”
“Rose: My mum's here. The Doctor: Oh, that's just what I need! Don't you dare make this place domestic! Mickey Smith: You ruined my life, Doctor. [the Doctor turns and looks at him, irritated] They thought she was dead, I was a murder suspect because of you! The Doctor: [looks at Rose] See what I mean? Domestic! Mickey: I bet you don't even remember my name! The Doctor: Ricky. Mickey: It's Mickey! The Doctor: No, it's Ricky. Mickey: I think I know my own name! The Doctor: You think you know your own name? How stupid are you?”
“Rose: You have a gift Jack, you do. You see people. Jack: I see you. Rose: And? Jack: You wouldn't have jumped.”
“Rose: You're crazy. Jack: That's what everybody says but, with all due respect, Miss, I'm not the one hanging off the back of a ship here. Come on. C'mon, give me your hand. You don't want to do this.”
“Rose: You're trembling. Jack: I'll be alright.”
“Rose:i love you Doctor:Quite right, and i guess if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler... (the doctor fades, him in his TARDIS, with tear tracks and a tear running down his cheek)”
“Rosebuds might be sweet, but one need never be so careful of the rose in full bloom.”
Source: The Dark Oasis
“Roseline era la única cerda del cantón con posibilidades de morir de vieja. Sus enormes muslos nunca serían frotados con sal para impregnarse de salitre y convertirse en jamones. Nunca sería su grasa fundida sobre pan. Roseline era una de las escasísimas hembras que desenterraban las trufas sin comérselas, salvo evidentemente si se le ofrecía una como recompensa.”
“Roselyn corseted Shane in her second best bodice, causing Shane to question in gasps how women who could not heal cracked ribs managed the feat of breathing.
“Breathing,” Roselyn assured her, “was overrated.”
Source: Flies to Wanton Boys
“Roselyn I want to do to you something dark, That only our shadows will remember in silence, Before we fade away along this, Silent side of the moss hidden road, That crawls lazily through the woods, And disappears along with the lamppost in the fog ahead…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“Rosemary and Guy Woodhouse had signed a lease on a five-room apartment in a geometric white house on First Avenue when they received word, from a woman named Mrs. Cortez, that a four-room apartment in the Bramford had become available.”
Source: Three by Ira Levin
“ROSEMARY
Beauty and Beauty’s son and rosemary—
Venus and Love, her son, to speak plainly—
born of the sea supposedly, at Christmas each, in company,
braids a garland of festivity.
Not always rosemary— since the flight to Egypt, blooming differently.
With lancelike leaf, green but silver underneath,
its flowers—white originally—
turned blue. The herb of memory,
imitating the blue robe of Mary,
is not too legendary
to flower both as symbol and as pungency.
Springing from stones beside the sea,
the height of Christ when thirty-three—
it feeds on dew and to the bee
“hath a dumb language”; is in reality
a kind of Christmas-tree.”
Source: Complete Poems
“Rosemary bubbled with delight at the trunks. Her naivete responded whole-heartedly to the expensive simplicity of the Divers, unaware of its complexity and its lack of innocence, unaware that it was all a selection of quality rather than quantity from the run of the world's bazaar; and that the simplicity of behavior also, the nursery-like peace and good will, the emphasis on the simpler virtues, was part of a desperate bargain with the gods and had been attained through struggles she could not have guessed at.”
Source: Tender is the Night
“Rosemary cornmeal doughnuts with a lemon glaze, and cornbread tartlets with ricotta and heirloom tomatoes."
He set the platter on the table, and Charlotte and Zoey leaned forward to stare. The tartlets were small and perfectly round, with scalloped edges like the hems of Sunday dresses. Purple-tinged tomatoes were fanned on top, obviously cut by someone with seriously good knife skills. The doughnuts appeared to still be warm from the oven, the glaze dripping off them onto the platter. The green scent of rosemary and the sharp scent of lemon made Charlotte picture a long, sandy road. There was an old woman cooking in a summer kitchen somewhere down that road. Home.”
Source: Other Birds: A Novel
“Rosemary felt that this swim would become the typical one of her life, the one that would always pop up in her memory at the mention of swimming.”
Source: The Complete Works of F. Scott Fitzgerald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Articles, Letters, Plays & Screenplays: From the author of The Great Gatsby, The Side of Paradise, Tender Is the Night, The Beautiful and Damned, The Love of the Last Tycoon, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and many other notable works
“Rosemary. I breathed in. Its fragrance was woodsy and herbal, rich and savory and layered with olive oil and pine. By that age, I'd been aware for years that my sense of scent was highly attuned; everywhere I went, fragrances whispered to me, telling me of the world, revealing to me insights that were hidden from others. But it wasn't until I held that rosemary in my hands that I began to understand my powerful connection to plants and their scents.”
Source: The Memory Gardener
“Rosemary inhaled the dusty, sweet scent of old books and worn leather and sipped her tea. She remembered reading somewhere that old books smell of vanilla, due to the lignin in them, which was apparently similar to vanillin, and wondered if that's why everyone said they liked the smell of books.”
Source: Love at First Fright
“Rosemary Rodriguez directed on Rescue Me for us, and I love her. She's fantastic with actresses and she's got a great sense of humor. That was a huge thing for me.”
“Rosemary started to nod, then shook her head. "Thats not the same. What happened to you, to your species, it's ... it doesn't even compare."
"Why? Because it's worse?"
She nodded.
"But it still compares. If you have a fractured bone, and I've broken every bone in my body, does that make your fracture go away? Does it hurt you any less, knowing that I am in more pain?”
Source: The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet
“ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing - GUILDENSTERN A thing my lord? HAMLET Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after!”
Source: The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
“Rosencrantz: I don't believe in it anyway. Guildenstern: What? Rosencrantz: England. Guildenstern: Just a conspiracy of cartographers, then?”
“Rosencrantz: Shouldn't we be doing something--constructive? Guildenstern: What did you have in mind? ... A short, blunt human pyramid...?”
“Rosencrantz: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat? Guildenstern: No, no, no... Death is...not. Death isn't. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can't not-be on a boat. Rosencrantz: I've frequently not been on boats. Guildenstern: No, no, no--what you've been is not on boats.”
“Roses and they
She had shown him many things,
She had made him feel joys of many springs,
They had been to many places together,
They had found love in each other,
He had believed in her and her every word,
He had erected on the highways of his heart her every memories’ billboard,
She had travelled on them for many years,
She had never let time’s brevity be the reason for her fears,
So they felt every passing day, they experienced life of love,
So much, that they even felt loved by the feeling of love,
She waited for him in every moment,
She felt it was him whenever a leaf fell or she felt some movement,
He too felt the same; as she felt,
He to with her in his own heart dwelt,
They lived a life that was unlamented by all virtues,
They were kissed by life’s joys and and beauty’s all possible hues,
He was unremitting when it came to loving her,
He always wanted to be with her, forever together,
Then one day they slept under a rose bush in full bloom,
Then I beheld them being woven together on the life’s loom,
He now lives within her and she lives within him,
She is the rose bush that radiates with a different light under the moonlight dim,
He is the roses which only bloom for her,
And she is the rose bush that only grows for him forever!”
Source: They Loved in 2075!
“Roses and they
She had shown him many things,
She had made him feel joys of many springs,
They had been to many places together,
They had found love in each other,
He had believed in her and her every word,
He had erected on the highways of his heart her every memories’ billboard,
She had travelled on them for many years,
She had never let time’s brevity be the reason for her fears,
So they felt every passing day, they experienced life of love,
So much, that they even felt loved by the feeling of love,
She waited for him in every moment,
She felt it was him whenever a leaf fell or she felt some movement,
He too felt the same; the way she felt,
He too with her in his own heart dwelt,
They lived a life that was unlamented by all virtues,
They were kissed by life’s joys and and beauty’s all possible hues,
He was unremitting when it came to loving her,
He always wanted to be with her, forever together,
Then one day they slept under a rose bush in full bloom,
Then I beheld them being woven together on the life’s loom,
He now lives within her and she lives within him,
She is the rose bush that radiates with a different light under the moonlight dim,
He is these roses which only bloom for her,
And she is the rose bush that only grows for him forever!”
Source: They Loved in 2075!
“Roses and thorns are parts of the same plant. Somehow though, some people are concerned mainly about the roses. The rose is not on the plant for more than a week, but the thorns are there forever.
Roses are teaching that the beauty of life will bloom, once you have taught yourself the lessons given by living with the thorns.”
“Roses and violets from summer gardens, sun-drenched Sicilian lemons squeezed of their juice and mingled with juniper from the frozen north. Saffron threads and gold leaf from the Indies waited to be turned into something magical. And contained deep within all of this was a smile that flooded him with warmth, a pair of blue eyes, and the scent of chocolate...”
Source: The Confectioner's Tale
“Roses are beautiful. Classic. Refined. But then they've got this whole other side of them that sort of counteracts all that. Like, they can grow pretty wild. They're tough and thorny. You have to be careful with them because of how fragile they can be, but you'd be surprised how much they can withstand, too."
Rose stepped out of the tunnel, no barrier between her and Hart anymore. She liked hearing him describe a rose. And as his eyes gleamed with a warm playfulness, it was easy to believe that he wasn't just talking about a flower anymore. "Sorry," he said. "Rambling about rambling roses."
Rose bit her lip to keep from smiling. Corny--- his own word. But she liked it. She cupped a pale pink bloom in her hands, her thumbs brushing its countless velvety folds, like pushing back the fur on a sheepdog's face. She tipped her nose to its center and breathed in deep. Musky. Earthy. Like a soothing dark tea.”
Source: Of Earthly Delights
“Roses are for love. Not silly sweet-hearts' love but the love that makes you and keeps you whole, love that gets you through the worst your life'll give you and that pours out of you when you're given the best instead.”
Source: Rose Daughter
“Roses are like kamikaze love pilots.
Roses are like suicide love bombers.”
Source: Sympathy
“Roses are picked every day, they are told that they will be better off sold in the flower shoppe. And so they go from the hands of the picker; to the hands of the delivery man; to the hands of the florist; to the hands of the customer; and then often to the hands of the final recipient of the rose. From field, cut by scissors and passed from hand to hand. The world has forgotten that it is okay for roses to be in fields, the world has forgotten the beauty of the rose uncut. The bouquet is praised and given away but the wild roses are forgotten. People have forgotten what “wild” means; they think it means something entirely different. The wild rose remains untouched, with roots and swayed by the meadow winds. And that is wild. I am wild for having roots and for being untouched and for seeing things that people have forgotten. And I will always remember— that it is okay to be uncut, that it is okay to be untouched by darkness, it is okay to be wild.”
“Roses are red, and they say love's not made to last,
But I know I'll never get enough of that sweet, sweet ass.
All that jelly in your jeans, all that junk in your trunk,
I just gotta have it - one look and I was sunk.
If you ever wonder why I had to make you mine,
It's 'cause no other lady has a tush so fine.
They say you're not a looker, but I don't mind.
What I'm looking at is the view from behind.
Never been romantic, don't know what love means,
But I know I dig the way you're wearing those jeans.
Hate to see you leave but love to watch you go.
Turn back, then leave again - baby do it slow.
I'm coming right after, gonna make a pass,
Can't get enough of that sweet, sweet ass.”
Source: The Bane Chronicles
“Roses are red. Blood is too…”
Source: Boys that Bite