Quote: The Rose

Sometimes, a sentence you read in a book is so relatable, you feel like you could have written it yourself…

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This rose is not so fragrant as a summer flower, but it has stood through hardships none of them could bear: the cold rain of winter has sufficed to nourish it, and its faint sun to warm it; the bleak winds have not blanched it, or broken its stem, and the keen frost has not blighted it.  Look, Gilbert, it is still fresh and blooming as a flower can be, with the cold snow even now on its petals.—Will you have it?’

-Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

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