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“Doesn’t everybody love their mother?” “No,” she said with a queer expression, “there are some mothers you just can’t love, for they don’t want you to love them.”
To believe in God is a good thing, a right thing. But when you reinforce your belief with words you take from the Old Testament that you seek out, and interpret in the ways that suit your needs best, that is hypocrisy,
Why had it seemed that being a child was never enough? Why had I thought that happiness reserved itself for those grown to full size?
Asleep you don’t feel pain or hunger, or loneliness, or bitterness. In sleep you can drown in false euphoria, and when you awaken, you just don’t care about anything.
It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes, the way one person looked at another, the way eyes communicated and spoke when the lips never moved.
