by Alexander McCall Smith · 1 Jan 2005 · 419pp · 119,368 words
yourself. All tensed up. She’s not going to bite you, you know.” “I never said …” Gordon raised a hand. “Here she is.” 46. The Language of Flowers Matthew felt the satisfaction that comes with knowing that one has been right about somebody, at least in anticipating appearance. He had imagined Janis to
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a man of his age to be interested in … the carnal? It wasn’t even sex. It was carnality. “Of course there’s the whole language of flowers, isn’t there?” asked Gordon. “Each flower has a meaning, you know, Matthew. Janis knows them all.” Excuse me, Matthew said to himself. I feel
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nauseated. The language of flowers! Is this really my father speaking? The pillar of the Watsonian Rugby Club? The Rotarian? He listened as Janis began to say something about the
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. Bertie’s Plan Is Launched 41. Irene’s Plan for Bertie 42. Bertie Escapes! 43. Rugby! 44. Going Back 45. Dinner with Father 46. The Language of Flowers 47. Information 48. Private Papers 49. Australian Memories 50. A Trip to Glasgow in the Offing 51. On the Glasgow Train, a Heart Is Opened
by Francesca Beauman · 22 Feb 2011 · 324pp · 101,552 words
competitive instincts of those involved, much to the advantage of the pineapple, whose cultivation reached ever-increasing heights of perfection. In the 1830s in the language of flowers, the pineapple came to signify, ‘You’re perfect’.40 In this way, the Victorians found a way to codify a cultural association that had in
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January 1847) 3. 39 Diary of Harriet White Paige (June 1839) in CD-Rom North American Women’s Letters and Diaries (2001). 40 Beverly Seaton, Language of Flowers (1995) 188. 41 Practical Hints (1839) 1. 42 Kathryn Cave (ed.), The Diary of Joseph Farington (1984) VII. 2622, 2635 & 2794; VIII. 3111; X. 3531
by Jane Goodall · 1 Apr 2013 · 452pp · 135,790 words
means different things to different mourners. I was enchanted to learn that in Victorian Britain, when some feelings could not be openly spoken of, the “language of flowers” (floriography) was highly developed. By sending particular flowers, or combinations of flowers, it was possible to send almost any message—and many floriography dictionaries were
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published. This language of flowers apparently originated in Turkey and spread to many different countries. Even today some flowers are still associated with certain feelings—any woman receiving a bouquet
by Anne Applebaum · 30 Oct 2012 · 934pp · 232,651 words
bottoms, under our trousers, as did the lackeys of the Byzantine emperors. Heroic gestures would be of no avail; we would have to speak the language of flowers, be patient and cunning, as we had been under Hitler. The essential thing was to survive. —György Faludy, paraphrasing Jan Masaryk, 19461 A thing is
by Robert N. Proctor · 28 Feb 2012 · 1,199pp · 332,563 words
held aloft was a sheathed knife, the cigarette held laterally was a broken arrow, the cigarette stubbed out was an ultimatum. It was like the language of flowers, or postage stamps. . . . It all resided in the beholder and the beheld, of course. LUC SANTE, NO SMOKING, 2000 Sport has long been a tobacco