“You trap yourself sometimes, by thinking desire and need is love. Love is something far more precious, but something far more fragile. As fragile as one of our tiniest, most intricate, most delicately crafted toys. Hold on to it too tightly, and it will crumble on your fingers, but hold on to it loosely, and the wind might blow it away and shatter it on the cold ground. Listen to the voice comes from your heart, but be absolutely sure the voice comes from your heart.” ThinkingNeedsHeartSometimesMightDesireVoiceLove IsWindColdFingersBlowFragileToysTrapsIntricate Author:Virginia C. Andrews
“My thoughts took frantic flight, wanting to escape this prison, and seek out the wind so it could fan my hair and sting my skin, and make me feel alive again.” FeelsAliveFansWindHairSkinsPrisonFlightMy ThoughtsFrantic Book:Flowers in the Attic Source: Flowers in the Attic
“I wish the night would end, I wish the day'd begin, I wish it would rain or snow, or the wind would blow, or the grass would grow, I wish I had yesterday, I wish there were games to play.” EndsPlayNightGamesWishGrowsWindRainBlowYesterdaySnowGrass Book:Flowers in the Attic Source: Flowers in the Attic
