“Who can describe the transports of a beam truly parental on beholding a daughter shoot up like some fair and modest flower, and acquire, day after day, fresh beauty and growing sweetness, so as to fill every eye with pleasure and every heart with admiration?”
Quote by George Fordyce
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“Sweet sixteen today. She's looking like her momma a little more every day.”
Source: Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery