“Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses”
“Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses-”
“Something with inner beauty will live forever, like the scent of a rose.”
“Loving for beauty is like vowing a lifetime commitment to a rose. No-matter how sweet-scented or pink "petald", every rose withers.”
“The fairest things have fleetest end,Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.”
“Always stop to smell the roses. If there are no roses available, scented candle should work.”