Top 100 She Grew Quotes
#1. Sovereign of beauty, like the spray she grows;Compass'd she is with thorns and canker'd bower.Yet, were she willing to be pluck'd and worn,She would be gather'd, though she grew on thorn.
Robert Greene
#2. Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon
she grew round-wombed, and had, indeed, sir, a son
for her cradle ere she had a husband for her bed.
Do you smell a fault?
William Shakespeare
#3. It was a long story, and sometimes she grew quiet and cried - and during those times he leaned over to wipe away her tears.
Sarah J. Maas
#4. ALICE
She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME
And she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small.
And so she changed, while other folks
Never tried nothin' at all.
Shel Silverstein
#5. You are not the first female to strike me, my mate did it often. She grew testy at time.
Like perhaps when you opened your mouth ...
Laurann Dohner
#6. Shame, when she was younger, had stopped her. Fear, as she grew older, trapped the truth within her.
Lorraine Heath
#7. As she realized what might have been, she grew to be thankful for what was.
Elizabeth Gaskell
#8. She grew more and more silent about what really mattered. She curled inside herself like one of those black chimney brushes, the little shellfish you see on the beach, and you touch them, and then go inside and don't come out.
Janet Frame
#9. You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than the other girls.
J.M. Barrie
#10. My mother was a Swede who grew up in Denmark. When I go there, I visit the street where she grew up and look at her house, which is still there, and the snowberry bush, from which she ate some berries and had to have her stomach pumped.
Ruth Rendell
#11. Her own questions about her mother could not have been parried, as she grew up, without the complete shrouding of the past which would have made a painful barrier between their minds.
George Eliot
#12. She grew into a quiet, beautiful young woman. The beauty was a nuisance, like smog and poverty.
John Varley
#13. Then, as a child does, she grew to accept the first great absence in her life, a weaning from the sure certainty that all children are born with - that it was no country where loss could come their way, that nothing would ever change in that place called home.
Kalyan Ray
#14. Maybe she grew one more in the night and that's why the night sleep was so deep, it was a matching pair of sleeps. -
Helen Oyeyemi
#15. She had already decided that, when she grew up, she was going to do whatever she pleased and not let anyone order her about.
Alison Weir
#16. My daughter Karen was born in 1958, the year my first Paddington book came out, so she grew up with him.
Michael Bond
#17. She was, as you know already without as yet knowing anything, the Lily of this valley, where she grew for heaven, filling it with the fragrance of her virtues.
Honore De Balzac
#18. She grew up visiting her grandmother's house, and her grandmother had grown up in a time when the duties of the kitchen were undertaken as though they had vital consequence - and she always had a pot of stock on the stove.
Ryan Harvey
#19. Sylvia loved secrets and even if she didn't have any secrets she made sure that you thought she did. Amelia had no secrets, Amelia knew nothing. When she grew up she planned to know everything and to keep it all a secret.
Kate Atkinson
#20. Caitlyn (telling a story of her friend): So. [She] grew up and left Neverland for the distant planet called College ...
And made a bunch of new friends. So. There was the one guy who was there since the beginning basically ...
Zechariah: Since the beginning?
Zechariah Barrett
#21. She grew up hard and she grew up fast, in the age of television.
Tom Petty
#22. Finally, she grew quiet. After that, coherent thought. With this, stalked through her a cold, bloody rage; Hours of this; a period of introspection; a space of retrospection; then a mixture of both. Out of this, an awful calm.
Zora Neale Hurston
#23. I've always loved dogs and have had one since I was three. We bought her from a kid selling puppies out of a cardboard box on the street where we lived in New York City. Great dog. We named her 'Marcella' after a Raggedy Ann character. She grew up with us.
Bob Peterson
#24. Well she was precious like a flower
she grew wild, wild but innocent
a perfect prayer in a desperate hour
she was everything beautiful and different
stupid boy, you can't fence that in
stupid boy, it's like holdin' back the wind
Keith Urban
#25. She grew more and more vexed with his dignified behavior. By a cruel irony, she was drawing out what was best in his disposition.
E. M. Forster
#26. Rose LeBlanc got her name for a reason. She was full of fucking thorns. She was so beautiful - so ridiculously, unbelievably alluring - that just like real roses, she grew little spikes to protect herself. Because everyone wanted to have her.
L.J. Shen
#27. Fern has Ugly Girl Syndrome." Bailey said, out of the blue. "Also known as UGS ... She grew up thinking she was ugly. She doesn't realize that she shed the ugly a long time ago. She's beautiful now. And she's just as pretty on the inside, which is a side benny of UGS.
Amy Harmon
#28. In the beginning the queen had been a courageous and fair-minded princess very much liked by all, but unfortunately she grew up and became a frightened adult, as adults tend to be. She started loving efficiency and avoiding conflict. As adults do.
Fredrik Backman
#29. My whole life, I've felt I was homesick for somewhere I'd never known.' She told me that in Britain, where she grew up, the Celts called it 'hiraeth' - a longing for home.
Kate Lord Brown
#30. He laid his hands on her head, pushing back the hood. He began to speak. His voice was soft, and the words were in no tongue she had ever heard. The sound of them came into her heart like rain falling. She grew still to listen.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#31. Sunset found her squatting in the grass, groaning. Every stool was looser than the one before, and smelled fouler. By the time the moon came up, she was shitting brown water. The more she drank the more she shat, but the more she shat, the thirstier she grew.
George R R Martin
#32. As presumptive heir to one of the largest Duchies in the Kingdom of the Mists, she could have easily grown up more spoiled than any human princess. Instead she grew into the sort of little girl who's always up a tree or down a hole, a magnet for mud, queen of worms and frogs and crawling things.
Seanan McGuire
#33. graduated from Parsons The New School for Design and illustrates a wide range of projects. She grew up in New York City and lives in Florida. Learn more
Sarah O'Leary Burningham
#34. Friendship between a person capable of it, and such an amiable man as Mr. Bingley, was incomprehensible. She grew absolutely ashamed of herself. Of neither Darcy nor Wickham could she think without
Jane Austen
#35. She grew absolutely ashamed of herself. Of neither Darcy nor Wickham could she think without feeling she had been blind, partial, prejudiced, absurd. "How
Jane Austen
#36. She couldn't let her fears rule her. It was time she grew a backbone and stood up to the monsters.
Lia Davis
#37. She grew daring and reckless, overestimating her strength. She wanted to swim far out, where no woman had swum before.
Kate Chopin
#38. Auntie Wu took special pride in two of her accomplishments--the sons she bore and the flowers she grew. They were equally useless, but the flowers smelled better.
Kay Honeyman
#39. She grew fond of her husband, realizing with some unaccountable satisfaction that no trace of passion or excessive and fictitious warmth colored her affection, thereby threatening its dissolution.
Kate Chopin
#40. I don't believe in the so-called Latino explosion when it comes to movies. Jennifer Lopez doesn't have an accent. She grew up in New York speaking English, not Spanish. Her success is very important because she represents a different culture, but it doesn't help me.
Salma Hayek
#41. Will you stay?"
She grew still. "Stay?" she asked, her breath warm on his torn flesh. "You mean tonight?"
"I mean forever."
Emma lifted her head to look at him, her eyes filling with tears.
"Duncan?"
He met her gaze evenly. "Stay with me, Emma. He repeated. "Be mine.
D.B. Reynolds
#42. She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older: the natural sequel of an unnatural beginning.
Jane Austen
#43. You really fucked this up, Einstein."
"You hate her."
"She grew on me. Kind of like moss.
Katie McGarry
#44. I grew up climbing mountains in Montana and Wyoming and my wife and I were engaged on top of a mountain peak: Hyalite Peak in Montana. It was a 15-mile hike to get to the top of that, round-trip - thankfully, she said yes.
Steve Daines
#45. The two of you grew apart,' my mother would say. She made it sound as if we'd veered off in different directions, though in fact we had the exact same destination. I just never made it.
David Sedaris
#46. Like a bird she seems to wear gay plumage unconsciously, as if it grew upon her.
Henry Ward Beecher
#47. To make sure I learned the etiquette of grieving, Granny took me with her to the many funerals she attended. O Death, where is thy sting? Search me. I grew up looking at so many corpses that I still feel a faint touch of surprise whenever I see people move.
Florence King
#49. She was wonderful; no mother could have been more wonderful. But ever after, she demanded that I should not forget it, nor cease to be grateful, nor hold an opinion different from her own, nor even, as I grew older, feel the need for any companionship but hers.
Rosemary Sutcliff
#50. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.
Oscar Wilde
#51. I grew up in Bellport, Long Island where I attended Gateway Acting School and met Robin Allan. She was the school's director who took me under her wing and was the one who told me that I could do this for real.
Brendan Dooling
#52. I grew up with a mother who, every time she saw something, would say, I'm going to look that up. And I've become that person - I've become the reference-book person.
Jennifer Saunders
#53. Questions spun through Nova's head, creating a tornado of fear with a sucking wind that grew and then funneled out her mouth. She could hear herself screaming, but the shriek sounded like it was coming from someone else.
Brittney Joy
#54. I grew up spending time at my grandmother's farm in Germany and she lived a few kilometers away from the border between east and west Germany. It was so strange that roads which used to connect two towns now ended in the middle.
Matthea Harvey
#55. In times when nothing stood / but worsened, or grew strange / there was one constant good: / she did not change.
Philip Larkin
#56. She really mellowed me out that way. We both definitely grew with each other and with the whole experience.
Brian Austin Green
#57. Day by day his sister grew
Paler with the wound
She could not see or touch or feel, as I dressed it
Each day with her blue Breton jacket.
- from Life After Death
Ted Hughes
#58. I pursued happiness all my life. When she appeared in my arma, i grew too fond of loneliness and sorrow to understand. I almost chased her away out of fear
Snailords
#59. And the child grew, and she brought him to Pharaoh's daughter and he became her son. And she called him Moses, for she
Anonymous
#60. She talks like she thinks I'm a schoolboy with fantasies of heroes who get the girl and ride off into the sunset. What kind of world does she think I grew up in?
Kendare Blake
#61. Theatre has been a part of my life since before I can remember - my dad is also an actor and a director and a storyteller who lives and works in the Twin Cities; my mom is a nurse practitioner, but she also grew up doing theatre - so, it has always been a part of my experience.
Seth Numrich
#62. We grew together, and now are grown. In her eyes, I see my heart. In her breath, I hear my soul. She is my land. She is my kin. My love.
Pierce Brown
#63. How much the pain grew inside him after Ossie died until the only way to deal with it was to throw himself into the fray. And the whole time, Vanessa's body was wrapped around him like she was the only one being strong as a shield while he stripped his life bare.
Melissa Cutler
#64. Just be patient, she told herself, and with the mounting pages, the strength of her writing fist grew.
Markus Zusak
#65. Then she set it aside.
(She set everything aside. There was some hollow place inside her that few and grew.)
Genevieve Valentine
#66. Music, she thought, perhaps could be a continuing process, like life, a shedding of one skin as fast as another grew. Instead every tune seemed to exist with its notes firmly rooted in an event or an emotion or a period of time.
Winston Graham
#67. and the castle in which she dwelt was a prison to her; and sometimes sudden fits of gusty passion would overtake her, for weariness grew to hate, and hate to wrath,
"The Serpent's Head
Lady Dilke
#68. She lived in happy solitude, and grew old, and never worried when her beauty faded, for in her reflection she always saw a free woman.
Leigh Bardugo
#69. Her eyes wandered back to the campus again, and she suddenly grew sober as the thought swept over her that in a few weeks more it would be hers no longer. This happy, irresponsible community life, which had come to be the only natural way of living, was suddenly at an end.
Jean Webster
#70. My mom's Brazilian, so she and I definitely grew up with different perspectives. I was born in America, and she's from Brazil, so we have different ways of doing things. There's a bit of culture clash there.
Maiara Walsh
#71. I was aware of it, but I grew up in a very a-religious family. My mother never went to church, she never had any religious training or background. It was never a part of our social interaction.
Donald Johanson
#72. I grew up in what my mom will always dispute as 'the hood.' She just doesn't like the name. But it had its similarities to any neighborhood like that. The all-black neighbors and the all-black problems and the all-black happiness. And I really loved it.
Jerrod Carmichael
#73. I grew up at my grandmother's house, and she had a beautiful garden. I used to hate mowing the lawn and weeding, which is what you do when you're a kid. I loathe gardening, but I love gardens, and I have two beautiful gardens.
Elton John
#74. What if a girl grew up like a boy, with marriage an abstract, someday thought, a thing to think about when she became an adult, a thing she could do, or not do, depending? What would that look and feel like?
Anonymous
#75. Quick, nervy and jumpy -yet to the children she was as constant as a staff, a tree that can be counted on not to pull up its root and shift in the night. She was the tree that grew in the centre of their lives and in whose shade they lived.
Anita Desai
#76. I have to say, I grew up with fashion because my mother was a seamstress, and she had an atelier. She would cut the first pattern, and then she had people working for her. So I grew up in an atelier, watching people all around me sewing. I was fascinated.
Donatella Versace
#77. Mary, my little girl, was confirmed in a Buddhist temple. She saw the Life write up on Buddhism, with pictures of the ceremony, and she said she wanted to be confirmed there because she only liked Jesus as a kid. She was a little disappointed in him when he grew up.
Kenneth Rexroth
#78. My mother was Irish; she had this great sense of humor, and both my parents loved films. There was a very vibrant discourse about politics and everything that was going on in the world where I grew up. So I was genetically predisposed to go into the performing arts.
Martin Donovan
#79. Even if she had realized that she had a problem, she would not have cared. All she knew was that with each sip she took, the better she felt: her fear receded, her misery disappeared and her confidence grew.
Toni Maguire
#80. As they grew sloppier and less alert, the twins argued too loudly about whether Tiger Lily was ugly or beautiful, and finally agreed that she was "ugly beautiful".
Tiger Lily pretended she hadn't heard, but her heart slowed to absorb the blow.
Jodi Lynn Anderson
#81. There's a girl, Dad."
He smiled a bit. "A girl."
"She kinda hates me, and I kinda ... "
"Love her?"
"I don't know. I don't think so. I mean ... how do you know?"
His smile grew wider. "When you're talking about her with your old dad because you don't know what else to do.
Jamie McGuire
#82. Father, what are you to do now?"
Triton's sneer grew scarier. "She broke the law." turning away from the terrified faces of his daughters. "She must die.
Khalia Hades
#83. Rock and roll was my favorite, but before long I grew to enjoy Shinamoto's brand of classical music. This was music from another world, which had its appeal, but more than that I loved it because she was a part of that world.
Haruki Murakami
#84. I grew up speaking Spanish and English. My mother can speak Spanish, English, French and Italian, and she's pretty good at faking Portuguese. I wish that I spoke more languages than I do.
Sebastian Arcelus
#85. She was only a year old, but elves grew up fast. Not like witches, who Jenks swore were not able to be on their own until they were thirty. Ahem.
Kim Harrison
#86. I grew up with Grace Coddington coming over to our house, like, all the time, but, like, she was just, like, the woman with the red hair.
Ansel Elgort
#87. I grew up in a family of Republicans. And when I was 18 and registering to vote, my mom's only instruction was 'You just go in and pull the big Republican lever.' That's my welcome to adulthood. She's like, 'No, don't even read it. Just pull the Republican lever.
Tina Fey
#88. As time went on, Eva grew to respect and even admire the eccentricities of Madame Zed. For example, rather than adapt to her surroundings, she transformed them.
Kathleen Tessaro
#89. I'm lucky to be married to someone who entirely gets what I do. She is totally sympathetic to the actor's life. Her own mother was an actress, so she sort of grew up with it.
Dan Stevens
#90. She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape.
Michael Ondaatje
#91. I grew up in a highly political home. My mother was the co-chair of the 300 Group, an organisation whose aim was to get more women MPs into parliament, and she herself stood in the 1987 election, the year before she died.
Noreena Hertz
#92. she had shed her old skin that was raw and she has transformed into a person so different from the general. She was bold, well learned, and a phoenix that grew out of ashes.
Kavipriya Moorthy
#93. Felicity was horrible and snide, but then Felicity had been a repulsive earwig ever since she first grew a vocabulary.
Gail Carriger
#94. How much happier we should be,' she thought to herself sadly, 'if we never grew up!
Wilkie Collins
#95. Each grape she pulled off grew back again on the cluster. In the dream it was evident that the girl had spent many years at that infinite window trying to finish the cluster, and was in no hurry to so because she knew that in the last grape lay death.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#96. My hero is Michelle Williams, who I grew close to when we did 'Meek's Cutoff.' She's an extraordinary actor and mom.
Zoe Kazan
#97. My mom worked at [American] Vogue before I was born. She has always been fashion-minded. I grew up with original Yves Saint Laurent sketches on the wall in our house. A lot of that rubbed off on me.
Zachary Cole Smith
#98. My mother grew up with each of her children - whatever your age, that's the age she'd be when she listened to your stories. She never belittled our problems. It made for something permanent and reliable.
Esther Rolle
#99. I had an amazing advantage: a grandmother [Polly Noonan, an influential confidante of the mayor of Albany] who loved politics. She taught me not to listen to negative press or people. I grew up knowing politics was rough-and-tumble.
Kirsten Gillibrand
#100. ... if men and women would only trust, understand, and help one another as my children do, what a capital place the world would be!' and Mrs. Jo's eyes grew absent, as if she was looking at a new and charming state of society in which people lived as happily and innocently as her flock at Plumfield.
Louisa May Alcott
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