Raul’s Reviews > A Man of Property > Status Update

"And first, in the security bred of many harmless marriages, it had been forgotten that Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the edge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed..."