'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Gertrude Stein, Sacred Emily
A Rose is a rose
A Nose is a nose
A Toes is a toes
Betty Comden, Singin' in the Rain
So, don't forget to stop and smell the roses.
Walter Hagen, professional golfer