"I've always thought my flowers had souls."
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Lavender and Old Lace by Myrtle Reed
Miss Ainslie gathered a bit of rosemary, crushing it between her white fingers. "See," she said, "some of us are like that it takes a blow to find the sweetness in our souls."
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Lavender and Old Lace by Myrtle Reed
At a single strain of music, the scent of a flower, or even one glimpse of a path of moonlight lying fair upon a Summer sea, the barriers crumble and fall. Through the long corridors the ghosts of the past walk unforbidden, hindered only by broken promises, dead hopes, and dream-dust.
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Old Rose and Silver by Myrtle Reed
"Lots of people think they're charitable if they give away their old clothes and things they don't want. It isn't charity to give away things you want to get rid of and it isn't a sacrifice to do things you don't mind doing."
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Old Rose and Silver by Myrtle Reed
"Silence and reserve will give anyone a reputation for wisdom."
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Old Rose and Silver by Myrtle Reed
"It saves trouble to be conventional, for you're not always explaining things."
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Old Rose and Silver by Myrtle Reed