I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to life makes me sad. I never offer flowers to those I love; I never wish to receive them from hands dear to me.


Ch. XXIX: Monsieur's Fête - Villette (1853)

Charlotte Brontë Quotes

I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to...

I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to...

I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to...

I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to...