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61 " The flowers are waiting to meet you. "
― Holly Ringland , The Lost Flowers of Alice Hart
62 " Have courage, take heart. "
63 " Your instincts will always guide you, like the stars. "
64 " I knew you were still in there. Stay, please don't let the wind change. "
65 " pain on the outside softened the sharp feelings inside she couldn’t reach. "
66 " For Alice, falling in love was noting else but feeling her insides set on fire. The feeling consumed her, as if she'd somehow always known him and had been searching for him just as long. Here he was. "
67 " Trust yourself. Trust your story. All you can do is tell it true. "
68 " Life is lived forward but only understood backwards.You can't see the landscape you are in while you are in it. "
69 " there are always seeds that thread us and carried on the wind set us apart does the wind come from the origins or the mother or the father will my origins be blown away or remain in distance if I leave will the wind stand breathless shall I remain to die broken from home "
70 " Alice imagined a library must be a quiet garden of books, where stories grew like flowers. "
71 " Forked sundew, I die if neglected. Harlequin fuchsia, cure and relief. Wedding bush, constancy. "
72 " Beloved, thou hast brought me manyflowers...... take them, as I used to doThy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.Instruct thine eyes to keep theircolors true,And tell thy soul, their roots are leftin mine. Elizabeth Barrett Browning "
73 " In the end, Alice was surprised by how easily she could do something she was always told she should not. She just had to take a step. First one. Then another. "
74 " She lay in bed watching the winter sky and naming the changing colors- soft navy and lilac to peach and champagne pink- before the sun rose and lit up the red earth. "
75 " The only signs she would need to read would be in the sky, rather than the shadows and clouds that passed over her father's face, alerting her to whether he was the monster, or the man who turned a gum tree into a writing desk. "
76 " You've spun seeds into gold. "
77 " She pored over the books. Paused to name every sketched and pressed flower aloud, and speak its meaning; an incantation to end the burden of carrying an untold story inside her. "
78 " How do I yearn, how do I pineFor the time of flowers to come Emily Brontë "
79 " A vida acontece para a frente, mas só pode ser entendida para trás. Não é possível apreciarmos a plenitude da paisagem onde estamos quando fazemos parte dela. "
80 " Saber que existia um tipo de magia que fazia flores e bebés nascerem depois de tempestades assustava-a; mais coisas preciosas no seu mundo que o pai poderia maltratar. "