“What an idiot she was. Of course it hadn’t felt the same for him. She was using the cane to get her through the day. He would never be without it.
From that moment forward she no longer wondered why he did not smile very often. Instead, she marveled that he ever did.”
“I wish more people would at least tolerate those that do not fit the common mold of society. I wish society wouldn’t try to break down individuality and would instead welcome varieties all sorts of people so long as they were good. Like nature gifts us with wildflowers of all—
“‘Time?’ he’d asked, his brow furrowing.
‘Time with you. Time with my animals. Time with myself. Time is more special than all the jewels in the world because it can never be bought, only given. Give me time, and I shall be the happiest woman in the world’.”
“It’s not a question of whether or not the apple falls far from the tree, because of course it doesn’t.” Her eyes fix in the distance. “It’s whether or not the apple can grow taller than the tree.”
Excerpt From: Wolf, Sara. “Bring Me Their Hearts.”