And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
Frances Hodgson BurnettRead
Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair. "No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.
Interpretation
The quote expresses deep emotional connection and understanding between individuals.
In this quote, the speaker highlights the profound bond and love they share with 'little Sara'. By stating that she 'knows him by heart', it emphasizes not just familiarity but a heartfelt connection, suggesting that true love and understanding go beyond mere memorization; they involve an intimate emotional engagement.
In practice
In a heartfelt speech at a wedding, one might use this quote to illustrate deep love between partners.
And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
It's so different to be a sparrow. But nobody asked this rat if he wanted to be a rat when he was made. Nobody said, 'Wouldn't you rather be a sparrow?
As long as you have a garden you have a future and as long as you have a future you are alive.
If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that--warm things, kind things, sweet things--help and comfort and laughter--and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all.
Somehow, something always happens just before things get to the very worst. It is as if Magic did it. If I could only just remember that always. The worse thing never quite comes.
At that moment a very good thing was happening to her. Four good things had happened to her, in fact, since she came to Misselthwaite Manor. She had felt as if she had understood a robin and that he had understood her; she had run in the wind until her blood had grown warm; she had been healthily hungry for the first time in her life; and she had found out what it was to be sorry for someone.
Men and boys, we show our manhood through the way we treat our women. Our wives, our sisters, our mothers.
Badmouthing your ex-spouse rips the child apart
She is probably by this time as tired of me, as I am of her; but as she is too Polite and I am too civil to say so, our letters are still as frequent and affectionate as ever, and our Attachment as firm and sincere as when it first commenced.
Beware of making a woman cry. God is counting her tears.
He was someone whom everyone admired and liked but whom nobody knew. He was like a book that you could feel good holding, that you could talk about without ever having read, that you could recommend.
How easy it was to lie to strangers, to create with strangers the versions of our lives we imagined.
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