I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. The little slender flower had more courage than the green leaves, for they were but half expanded and half grown, but the blossom was spread full out. I uprooted it rashly, and I felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. It will have but a stormy life of it, but let it live if it can.
Dorothy WordsworthAn injudicious and malignant enemy often serves the cause he means to injure; but a feeble friend never attains that end.
Dorothy Wordsworth