“You are the most dangerous kind of female the world can ever know. You carry the seeds for your own destruction and the destruction of everyone who loves you. And a great many will love you for your beautiful face for your seductive body; but you will fail them all because you will believe they all fail you first. You are an idealist of the worst kind - the romantic idealist. Born to destroy and self destruct.” KnowsWorldFirstsBelieveKindSelfBodyBeautifulFacesBornFailingWorstLove YouDangerousFemaleDestructionSeedsSeductiveIdealistYour BeautifulSelf DestructBeautiful Face Author:Virginia C. Andrews
“At the end of the rainbow waited the pot of gold. But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer-and gold weighed a ton-and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.” WorldMadeEndsReasonGoldPotFragileRainbowPot Of Gold Book:Flowers in the Attic Source: Flowers in the Attic
“It's funny how when you're little, you miss all the little lies. They float right past you, but you don't wonder about them much. For a long time, you think this is just something adults still do after being kids - pretend.” ThinkingWorldBelieveLittlesLongStillsKidsPastLyingRealizingWonderMissingOne DayLong TimeAdultsBuiltWake UpFloatsMake BelieveBeing A Kid Author:Virginia C. Andrews
“After it's all over, the early childhood, a chain of birthdays woven with candlelight, piles of presents, voices of relatives singing and praising your promise and future, after the years of schooling, fitting yourself into different size desks, memorizing, reciting, reporting, and performing for jury after jury of teachers, counselors, and administrators, you still feel inadequate, alone, vulnerable, and naked in a world that can be unforgiving and terribly demanding.” WorldFeelsYearsStillsDifferentVoiceTeacherChildhoodPromiseSingingPraiseSizeNakedChainsVulnerablePerformingDesksJuryInadequateFittingSchoolingWovenCounselorEarly ChildhoodAdministratorsUnforgivingMemorizingCandlelightReciting Author:Virginia C. Andrews
“People never really died. They only went on to a better place, to wait a while for their loved ones to join them. And then once more they went back to the world, in the same way they had arrived the first time around.” PeopleWorldWayFirstsWaitingFirst TimeDiedLoved OnesBetter Place Author:Virginia C. Andrews
