rose-leaf

To the left, on the rose-leaf rim of the low-lying hills, smouldered the sleepy sun, which saw no sleep that night nor was destined to see sleep for many nights to come.

THE SICKNESS OF LONE CHIEF 2010

He would not, I thought, be swayed in his decisions by sentiment or the attraction of rose-leaf cheeks and hair like liquid gold.

Sick Cycle Carousel 2010

In another place of his monumental work, Iqbal speaks of man's independent power and capability, "Hard his lot and frail his being, like a rose-leaf, yet no form of reality is so powerful, so inspiring, and so beautiful as the spirit of man!"

Printing: Divine Will and Human Freedom -- Part I. Divine Predestination: How Far Real? 2010

In another place of his monumental work, Iqbal speaks of man's independent power and capability, "Hard his lot and frail his being, like a rose-leaf, yet no form of reality is so powerful, so inspiring, and so beautiful as the spirit of man!"

Divine Will and Human Freedom -- Part I. Divine Predestination: How Far Real? 2010

But we begin at last to understand that these things are important only to our own consciousness, which is but as a globule of dew on a rose-leaf that at midday there will be no trace of.

2007 January 01 « One-Minute Book Reviews 2007

But we begin at last to understand that these things are important only to our own consciousness, which is but as a globule of dew on a rose-leaf that at midday there will be no trace of.

George Eliot: A Biography by Gordon Haight, the Best Book I Read in 2006, With an Excerpt Below This Post « One-Minute Book Reviews 2007

Webs of filmiest white clung to the rose-leaf body.

The Moon Pool 2004

But a few days later, we regret that we were so confiding, for the rose-leaf girl, at our second meeting, addresses us in the language of a lascivious Fury.

The Captive 2003

An elegant polished walnut-shell served Thumbelina as a cradle, the blue petals of a violet were her mattress, and a rose-leaf her coverlid.

The Yellow Fairy Book 2003

There she sat and wept, because she was so ugly that the cockchafer would have nothing to do with her; and yet she was the most beautiful creature imaginable, so soft and delicate, like the loveliest rose-leaf.

The Yellow Fairy Book 2003