* Life is very much like a garden, Olivia. And people are like tiny seeds, nurtured by love and friendship and caring. And if enough time and care are spent, they bloom into gorgeous flowers. And sometimes, even an old, neglected plant left in a yard gone to seed will unexpectedly burst into blossom. These are the most precious, the most cherished blossoms of all. - Garden of Shadows, VC Andrews
* You know, Corinne, relations between a man and a woman are more complicated than you can ever imagine. It's not just flowers and rainbows, though we might wish with all our hearts it were. As the poets have always told us, Love more resembles a rose, with harsh hurting thorns, beneath its bright, beautiful blossom. For some of us, the thorns are hardly noticeable, so sweet is the scent of the rose, but for others, the rose is small and shrivelled almost before it's blossomed, and we are left with a bush of thorns, like tiny needles poking into your heart.
* You know, Corinne, relations between a man and a woman are more complicated than you can ever imagine. It's not just flowers and rainbows, though we might wish with all our hearts it were. As the poets have always told us, Love more resembles a rose, with harsh hurting thorns, beneath its bright, beautiful blossom. For some of us, the thorns are hardly noticeable, so sweet is the scent of the rose, but for others, the rose is small and shrivelled almost before it's blossomed, and we are left with a bush of thorns, like tiny needles poking into your heart.
