They like to write poems with roses, but adonis's poems are gloomy, mixed with hope and despair. Borges's makes people read more upward.
Your body is a rose on your road, a rose that is dying and blooming at the same time.
-adonis
What is the head of a rose that is long enough to be beheaded? -adonis
But I still hope, if possible, to make a small fragment in the shadow of this rose. -adonis
A rose is a corner when it is sad and a lamp when it is happy. -adonis
Generation after generation of roses disappeared in the depths of time. I hope that one thing that has passed away will not be forgotten, and there will be no signs and symbols. -Borges
Back to the usual things, water, bread, a pitcher, some roses. -Borges
I remember seeing a yellow rose one night many years before you were born. -Borges
Roses are flowers, and flowers are meaningless. -Birch