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“But she was inside the wonderful garden, and she could come through the door under the ivy any time, and she felt as if…

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

“Did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? She is wildfire. And she is…

— Nikita Gill

“The wind drops us where it will and there we have the choice to either fight our fate or grow roots and bloom.”

— Jayne Castel

“He was beginning to see her as a locked garden that he could sneak into and sit in for days, tearing the heads off…

— Mary Gaitskill

“She was being released from the sorrows of the soil that had bred her.”

— Nadine Bjursten

“She blushes like a rose in bloom, though I ripped her up from the roots long ago.”

— Stacey Jay

“As she ran her gown rustled softly like the wind in the flowering borders of a river.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“With strong enough roots a tree could stand any gale, she had once said.”

— Mark Sennen

“To him, she was like a flower that bloomed in the snow. Thriving under conditions in which nothing could grow. To some, she was…

— A.Y. Greyson

“It seemed to her that certain parts of the world must produce happiness as they produced peculiar plants which will flourish nowhere else.”

— Gustave Flaubert

“She was a sweet, pretty thing and he'd have walked the world over to get her a blade o' grass she wanted.”

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

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

— Christy Ann Martine