Succulent Quotes

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Roshani Chokshi
“GET OUT, YOU FLATTENED DISCOUNT ARTICHOKES!”
Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Tree of Wishes

“Broad-leaved parkeelya

Meaning: By your love, I live and die
Calandrinia balonensis | Northern Territory

Parkilypa (Pit.) is a succulent growing in sandy soils of arid regions, with fleshy leaves and bright purple flowers, which appear mainly in winter and spring. In times of drought the leaves can be a water source; the whole plant can be baked and eaten.
Holly Ringland, The Lost Flowers of Alice Hart

Luca Evola
“Before I can think to doubt her for whatever reason she hurries to charge my lowly spirit with her succulent lips. Reaching for her waist my hands feel for her flesh beyond her grey ribbed sweater. More to me than the beauty of the earth it is even her name that causes me to tremble when I am close to her. The propinquity of her lissome figure arched against my body is now soup to my broken heart. Her kiss and her touch allowing love and blood to again souse the channels hastening through my vascular body. My arms hold on to her like I can never let her go. Warming her nose against my face she again offers me those lips in that sure way of which I am familiar. Knowing now just as I always have that there can be no love worthy or memorable enough to ever take her place.”
Luca Evola, Arabala

Vincent Okay Nwachukwu
“Snail is slow, smooth and succulent but vulnerable. With a wet and luscious tongue, it maneuvers its way across thorns and thistles without harm.”
Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

Nicole  Meier
“They had left the buckets of stemmed flowers and now found themselves in the center of the indoor succulent section, an array of miniature plants with whimsical names such as burro's tail and flaming katy. Olive slowed her pace, taking her time perusing metal racks of each variety. She stooped down and plucked a container of a sweet, blossom-shaped plant.
"What's that one?" Julia asked. She liked the look of its pink-edged tips, whose color reminded her of a radish.
"This guy here is called roseum. It likes the sun, so I'd have to think of a spot near a window. But it's a nice touch of color among all the green. At different times of year, it develops clusters of light-pink star-shaped flowers. I like it because it adds texture next to something like, say, that jade plant, which is more like a stocky little tree. If I place them together, it adds interest."
"Wow. That sounds great."
Olive brightened. "Thanks. And then, see these here?" She pointed to a miniature plant with chubby, rosette-style leaves.
"Yes?" Julia leaned closer and squinted to read the sign. "The one that says 'Sedum Golden Glow'?"
"Yes. That one. I'm thinking of getting a few of those guys and placing them on the dining table in these cool little glass-and-gold terrariums I found online. They have delicate little panes of glass set against metal frames that catch your eye, and they're fancy enough for Mom's taste. She's okay if I do rustic, but she always wants a touch of something expensive mixed in. The terrariums do the trick, I think.”
Nicole Meier, The Second Chance Supper Club

Sara Desai
“The human equivalent of a succulent would be best."
Jay leaned back in his chair and folded his arms across his chest. "You want to match me up with a succulent?"
"A human succulent. Prickly. Resilient. Able to survive hot climates, cold temperaments, and emotional drought. Sprinkle a few e-mails on her, maybe buy her a lunch, and that should keep her going through the long cold months."
"You think I'm hot," he said, his voice smug. For some reason her opinion mattered to him, all the negativity aside.”
Sara Desai, The Singles Table