Boxes Quote by Francesca Lia Block

Go, little book, and wish to all Flowers in the garden, meat in the hall, A bin of wine, a spice of wit, A…

— Robert Louis Stevenson

Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she…

— Lewis Carroll

“Her life was like her house—a colorful fantasy where anything was possible if you wanted it badly enough.”

— Maeve Binchy

“Yesterday's rain had left a bitter, springlike smell in the air; the vehemence that beat against her in the street and hummed above her…

— Willa Cather

“Part of her wanted simply to sit and stare out of the window, at the lawn, flaky with sodden leaves, and the branches with…

— A.S. Byatt

Ask her what she craved, and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.

— Charles Frazier

“Her hospitality was something exquisite; she had the gift which so many women lack, of being able to make themselves and their houses belong…

— Sarah Orne Jewett

What she did was to open our eyes to details of country life such as teaching us names of wild flowers and getting us…

— Laurie Lee

“[She was] a creature full of eager, passionate longings for all that was beautiful and glad; thirsty for all knowledge; with an ear straining…

— George Eliot

She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone…

— Laini Taylor

“She holds seeds of wishes that are starting to bloom.”

— Christy Ann Martine

“Not a dandelion in sight here, the lawns are picked clean. I long for one, just one, rubbishy and insolently random and hard to…

— Margaret Atwood