Hothouse Flower Quotes & Sayings

You plowed him with a pitchfork?"
"I sure did. My daddy didn't raise no hothouse flower, you know."
Gideon had a feeling he would have liked her daddy. — Karen Witemeyer

I was going as soon as the ball hit the bat, it was lucky that it was a chopper. I just ran and hoped to God I was safe. — Joey Gathright

We are in a tight corner, now, I agree. But we have been in tight corners before and come out of them. You have to be brave a little longer. — Mary Hoffman

Anderson takes a shuddering breath, forcing away the memories. She is the opposite of the invasive plagues he fights every day. A hothouse flower, dropped into a world too harsh for her delicate heritage. It seems unlikely that she will survive for long. Not in this climate. Not with these people. Perhaps it was that vulnerability that moved him, her pretended strength when she had nothing at all. — Paolo Bacigalupi

Only when Eternity takes Time by the hand, Only when infinity weds the finite's thought, Can man be free from himself and live with God. — Sri Aurobindo

Kiersten ... " Voice gruff, he leaned against my door. "I don't want to be your friend." "Oh." I hated how my stomach dropped to my knees, like he'd just told me he hated Christmas and wanted to burn every last romance book on my Kindle. "More, — Rachel Van Dyken

The puzzling thing is that there is really a curious coincidence between astrological and psychological facts, so that one can isolate time from the characteristics of an individual, and also, one can deduce characteristics from a certain time ... — Carl Jung

Not a hothouse flower, this daughter of Leoch, despite her surroundings. — Diana Gabaldon

The choice of opening, whether to aim for quiet or risky play, depends not only on the style of a player, but also on the disposition with which he sits down at the board. — Efim Geller

You're a hothouse flower," I tell her. "You can't grow under natural conditions. You need adventure. And security and love in order to stay alive. — Krista Ritchie

I don't believe you know anything about a man like me or a country like this. It takes rough men, Miss Fair, to tame a rough country; rough men, but good men. Your father is in that class. As for you, I don't think you'd measure up, and you'll do well to leave it. You're a hothouse flower, very soft, very appealing and very useless ... In the world you are going to, men want pretty useless women. They want toys for their lighte moments, and we have those women out here, too, only we have another name for them. We want women who can make a home, and if need be, handle a rifle. — Louis L'Amour

No wreaths please - especially no hothouse flowers. Some common memento is better, something he prized and is known by: his old clothes - a few books perhaps. — William Carlos Williams

How can something that's a part of me hurt? — Jennifer L. Armentrout

A hothouse flower trained to bloom out of season and in the wrong climate. I do not belong. — Karen Levy

I recognize that on paper, you can't really tell that I'm a fan or a nerd. — Lev Grossman

As historical texts become rich and conceptually dense, readers may slow down not because they fail to comprehend, but because the very act of comprehension demands that they stop to TALK with their texts. In plain English, they pretend to deliberate with others by talking to themselves. — Sam Wineburg

Are non-readers totally clueless about how obnoxious it is to be engrossed in your book only to find someone suddenly talking to you? — Stephanie Morrill

To delight in the law of the Lord is to find our source of joy outside of ourselves. — Dillon Burroughs

He ought to have conceded that she was a flower not destined to open, a hothouse creation, no less beautiful, no less woth having, He should have admired her, praised her and, at the close of day, let her be. — Michel Faber

I am a collection of the obsolete, a relic of the damned, of the lost and strayed. I am the waylaid pieces of history which sank out of sight in all of our pasts. Such an accumulation of riffraff has never before been imagined. — Frank Herbert

English Bohemianism is a curiously unluscious fruit ... Inside this hothouse, huge lascivious orchids slide sensuously up the sweating windows, passion-flowers cross-pollinate in wild heliotrope abandon, lotuses writhe with poppies in the sweet warm beds, kumquats ripen, open and plop flatly to the floor-and outside, in a neat, trimly-hoed kitchen-garden, English bohemians sit in cold orderly rows, like carrots. — Alan Coren

Beautiful things should not be kept behind glass, they should be used. Just as beautiful women should live fully and not let herself turn into a hothouse flower, pampered and useless. — Lisa Cach