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Flowers in the Attic

This novel delves into the dark secrets of a dysfunctional family, as young siblings are forced to hide in an attic to escape their abusive parents. The story is a gripping exploration of the psychological impact of trauma and the strength of familial bonds. more

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V.C. Andrews

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“Instead, it is more advantageous to consciously come to an awareness of what you perceived as love and understand the deeper lesson, which is attached to your growth, the growth that is ultimately meant to bring you to a place of wholeness.”

“If you approach the idea of relationships with the goal of finding the perfect person you will miss the bigger purpose of being in a relationship with another. When you choose to instead honor the person who you are in a relationship with you receive the lesson and the growth that the relationship can facilitate.”

“We are attached to friends and relatives because of the temporary benefit they have brought us in this life. We hate our enemies because of some harm they have inflicted on us. People are not our friends from birth, but become so due to circumstances. Neither were our enemies born hostile. Such relationships are not at all reliable. In the course of our lives, our best friend today can turn our to be our worst enemy tomorrow. And a much hated enemy can change into our most trusted friend. Moreover, if we talk about our many lives in the past, the unreliability of this relationship is all the more apparent. For these reasons, our animosity toward enemies and attachment toward friends merely exhibits a narrow-minded attitude that can only see some temporary and fleeting advantage. On the contrary, when we view things from a broader perspective with more farsightedness, equanimity will dawn in our minds, enabling us to see the futility of hostility and clinging desire.”

“You want to see me to the door, Katie?” “What, going so soon. You don’t want the chair and ropes brought in, or the lamp to shine in his face?” “You know you’re not funny at all,” she huffed. “Now, are you going to see me out?” “No, not really. You know where it is.” She stared at me, her eyes wide. “Oh,” I exclaimed. “You want to ask me about Dex instead of questioning him. You should have said so and then I could have told you it’s none of your business, he’s only here to help with my car.”

“For other women that kind of intimacy—the physical, mental and emotional closeness to a man, a lover—was something they took for granted. But she would never travel through life with a man she loved and who loved her in return. Out of nowhere, a yearning ache of loss welled up inside her. A sense of barren hopelessness that panicked and angered her.”