A flower earns its honor in the dirt.

If roses tried to be sunflowers, they would lose their beauty; and if sunflowers tried to be roses, they would lose their strength.

A rose does not answer its enemies with words, but with beauty.

A flower does not use words to announce its arrival to the world; it just blooms.

If roses were not special weeds would not envy them.

The more you love roses the more you must bear with thorns.

A rose does not lose sleep because it was mocked by weeds.

If you tend to a flower, it will bloom, no matter how many weeds surround it.

A rose, no matter how beautiful, still has to contend with thorns.