The Little Shop of Found Things Quotes

“what can be imagined can be brought into being.”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“And where shall I look for thee, When I no longer hear that voice so dear? Where shall I seek the warmth that love Made all things found glow bright and clear? Look not to the heavenly stars, Nor search the lofty spires, nor bid the choir sing. I will dwell among the details of our lives; My memory will linger in all the found things. —DAPHNE BURTON-GORE”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“After all, are we not measured by the way in which we treat the most vulnerable members of our society?”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“She needs the hand of friendship extended. Are we not all of us, at some time or another, dependent on the kindness of others? Would we not wish someone to act selflessly for our sake?”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“Every soul that once trod this brutal earth leaves their imprint upon the things that mattered to them. The things that they held, the things that once echoed to the beat of their hearts.”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“Did money talk louder than intelligence and refinement in the seventeenth century? Probably. Why was it that the things her own time had in common with this slice of the past were mostly the things everyone would be better off without? Were people only capable of passing on the worst of themselves to future generations?”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“...our individual freedoms, our rights to the very thoughts in our own heads, for pity's sake, they are being taken from us one by one, as the pebbles can be taken from a beach. In this way the loss at first goes unnoticed, until it is too late, and all that remains is the shifting sand beneath what once was.”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“Every soul that once trod this brutal earth leaves their imprint upon the things that mattered to them. The things that they held, the things that once echoed to the beat of their hearts. That heartbeat may yet be felt, faint but clear, transmitted through the fabric of those belongings, linking us to the dear one long gone through however many years have passed.”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“How do I find words to speak to one who is not of my own world? How do I find thoughts to still my own seething mind when I try to fathom what it was I witnessed last night? You were there and then you were not. As if you had melted away with the night, the dawn light extinguishing your own. In truth, I cannot capture here how altered I am by having known you. All I know is that the greater part of that alteration is not brought about by your magical disappearance but by your more magical presence. Which I hope with all my heart to feel again, and in that hope I pen these inadequate lines, that you may know”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“Can we not speak freely in our own home? If not, then we have, in faith, allowed ourselves to become mute subjects, our tongues imprisoned behind the bars of our teeth, our thoughts no more at liberty than that poor girl who found herself in what is, after all, a lockup that bears the Appleby name.”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things

“Big fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite ’em, and little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad infinitum.”
― Paula Brackston, The Little Shop of Found Things