Denise

“That wind! ...it called to mind the small, scarce, stemmy flowers that she and Edmund would walk half a day to pick, though in another day they would all be wilted. Sometimes Edmund would carry buckets and a trowel, and lift them earth and all, and bring them home to plant, and they would die. They were rare things, and grew out of ants' nests and bear dung and the flesh of perished animals.”
― Marilynne Robinson, Housekeeping

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”
― Steve Martin

“Conventionality is not morality.”
― Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre