“I would have stayed forever within the garden of Re-mose's childhood, but time is a mother's enemy.” MotherEnemyForeverChildhoodGardenMoses Author:Anita Diament
“My earliest memory is dreamlike: in a small orchard or garden I am carried on the arm, I believe, of my father; there was a group of grown-ups, my mother among them, and the group was slowly walking in the orchard, it seems toward the house.” BelieveSeemsMotherFatherHouseI BelieveMemoriesGroupsArmsWalkingGardenOrchardMemory Of My Father Author:Immanuel Velikovsky
“The force behind the movement of time is a mourning that will not be comforted. That is why the first event is known to have been an expulsion, and the last is hoped to be a reconciliation and return. So memory pulls us forward, so prophecy is only brilliant memory - there will be a garden where all of us as one child will sleep in our mother Eve, hooped in her ribs and staved by her spine.” FirstsChildrenHas BeensLastsMotherTimeForceMemoriesSleepBehindsKnownEventsMovementReturnGardenBrilliantMourningProphecyReconciliationSpineRibsExpulsion Author:Marilynne Robinson
“Chloe Honum's brilliant first book The Tulip-Flame traces an identity forming within radically divergent but interlocking systems: a family traumatized by the mother's suicide, a failed relationship, the practice of ballet, a garden-each strict, exacting. And with 'a crow's sky-knowing mind,' Honum in every case transfigures emotion by way of elegant language and formal restraint. Chloe Honum is 'one astounding flame' of a poet, and I predict a long-lasting one.” WayMindFirstsLongBookMotherLanguageEmotionPracticeCasesKnowingSkyIdentityPoetGardenSuicideBrilliantFlamesLastingBalletFormalStrictRestraintElegantCrowDivergentChloeLong LastingFailed Relationship Author:Claudia Emerson
“My mother brought me numerous times to visit Orton as a child, and I have visited the gardens with my children many times. Orton is a gem on the Cape Fear River and I am excited about our restoration efforts to bring it back to its original landscape.” ChildrenMotherEffortGardenRiversOriginalsExcitedLandscapeMy ChildrenRestorationGemsCapes Author:Louis Bacon
“The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss Betsey could forbear glancing that way. As the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets, and after a few seconds of such repose, fell into a violent flurry, tossing their wild arms about, as if their late confidences were really too wicked for their peace of mind.” IfsWayMindMadeMotherNatureSecretTreeMissingWindArmsLateGardenBottomViolentEveningGiantsWickedPeace Of MindTallSecondsBentReposeWhisperingDisturbanceElm Trees Book:The Personal History of David Copperfield ... With Frontispiece by H. K. Browne Source: The Personal History of David Copperfield ... With Frontispiece by H. K. Browne