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Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.
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secret
heart
love
hidden-treasure
william-goldman
the-princess-bride
walls
garden
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William Goldman |
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Sometimes since I've been in the garden I've looked up through the trees at the sky and I have had a strange feeling of being happy as if something was pushing and drawing in my chest and making me breathe fast. Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden - in all the places.
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magic
garden
secrets
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Frances Hodgson Burnett |
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Don't let the tall weeds cast a shadow on the beautiful flowers in your garden.
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friends
motivational
inspirational
weeds
garden
flowers
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Steve Maraboli |
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There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing ... The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one or two kept constantly floating down, amber and golden in the low slanting sun-rays.
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seasons
winter
time
beauty
death
garden
gardens
north-and-south
outside
fall
dusk
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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"October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or shutting a book, did not end the tale. Having admitted that, he would also avow that happy endings were never difficult to find: "It is simply a matter," he explained to April, "of finding a sunny place in a garden, where the light is golden and the grass is soft; somewhere to rest, to stop reading, and to be content."
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seasons
reading
satisfaction
happiness
ending-a-chapter
turning-a-page
fairy-tale
happy-ending
season
october
book
garden
tale
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Neil Gaiman |
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Seeds have the power to preserve species, to enhance cultural as well as genetic diversity, to counter economic monopoly and to check the advance of conformity on all its many fronts.
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nature
nonconformity
preservation
garden
gardening
seeds
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Michael Pollan |
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"In most gardens", the Tiger-lily said, "they make the beds too soft-so that the flowers are always asleep." --
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looking-glass
wonderland
garden
flowers
talking
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Lewis Carroll |
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It may well be on such a night of clouds and cruel colors that there is brought forth upon the earth such a portent as a respectable poet. You say you are a poet of law; I say you are a contradiction in terms. I only wonder there were not comets and earthquakes on the night you appeared in this garden.
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poets
respectable
comets
cruel-colors
earthquakes
garden
night
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G.K. Chesterton |
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I handed my tools. The two of them reached down to help me out of the crater I'd dug. ''Isn't that a little deep?'' Yoda asked. ''It'll help the roots get established,'' I explained. ''Established where? China?
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humor
digging
garden
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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...a new day was starting, the things of the garden were not concerned with our troubles. A blackbird ran across the rose-garden to the lawns in swift, short rushes, stopping now and again to stab at the earth with his yellow beak. A thrush, too, went about his business, and two stout, little wagtails, following one another, and a little cluster of twittering sparrows. A gull poised himself high in the air, silent and alone, and then spread his wings wide and swooped beyond the lawns to the woods and the Happy Valley. These things continued, our worries and anxieties had no power to alter them.
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nature
garden
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Daphne du Maurier |
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The soul of a child is the loveliest flower that grows in the garden of God.
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lovely
spirit
god
love
chirstian
garden
mom
parent
children
flower
father
soul
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Elizabeth George |
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A Tennyson garden, heavy with scent, languid; the return of the word swoon.
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garden
sensuality
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Margaret Atwood |
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"Might I," quavered Mary, "might I have a bit of earth?" In her eagerness she did not realize how queer the words would sound and that they were not the ones she had meant to say. Mr. Craven looked quite startled. "Earth!" he repeated. "What do you mean?" "To plant seeds in--to make things grow--to see them come alive," Mary faltered. He gazed at her a moment and then passed his hand quickly over his eyes. "Do you--care about gardens so much," he said slowly. "I didn't know about them in India," said Mary. "I was always ill and tired and it was too hot. I sometimes made little beds in the sand and stuck flowers in them. But here it is different." Mr. Craven got up and began to walk slowly across the room. "A bit of earth," he said to himself, and Mary thought that somehow she must have reminded him of something. When he stopped and spoke to her his dark eyes looked almost soft and kind. "You can have as much earth as you want," he said. "You remind me of some one else who loved the earth and things that grow. When you see a bit of earth you want," with something like a smile, "take it, child, and make it come alive."
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come-alive
secret-garden
garden
gardening
seeds
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Frances Hodgson Burnett |
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Somewhere on the world was the Emperor's palace, set amid one hundred square miles of natural soil, rainbowed with flowers.
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garden
colors
flowers
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Isaac Asimov |
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Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay at home and tendi his garden in content, someone had written once for this wide world has no greater wonder.
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garden
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George R.R. Martin |
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Oh, I thought of calling it Journeyings in Germany. It sounds well, and would be correct. Or Jottings from German Journeyings--I haven't quite decided yet... (Minora)
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german
german-garden
minora
garden
journey
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Elizabeth von Arnim |
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She abandoned the garden, and the mums and asters that had trusted her to see them through to the first frost hung their waterlogged heads.
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the-history-of-love
nicole-krauss
garden
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Nicole Krauss |
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... and she was awed to see that vibrant life still struggled to thrive despite such destruction.
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metaphor
wisdom
inspirational
garden
flowers
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Lois Lowry |
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The garden flourished that summer because Magnus's mother was determined to feed her family despite the depredations of the distant war. In the fall, there were beans and tomatoes and pickles to can, and jar after jar of applesauce. Mama's hives yielded fresh honey, and then willow skeps were winterized. The bees would not come out until the air warmed and the sun appeared.
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bees
canned-goods
produce
harvesting
magnus-johansen
garden
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Susan Wiggs |