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“In dark times, every mother becomes your mother, every child your child, every sister your sister…” She picked up the coat strings of my jacket and tied them into a ribbon, closing the front. “… and every stranger-in-need a friend.”
“We lived together for two years, and do you know I felt alone the entire time?”
“Even if there was a chance that you’d keep your promise, I wouldn’t want you to.”
Marriage is not a matter of love, Mother and Father would often emphasize. Love cannot shield you, my daughters, but a powerful family can. Always seek to align yourself to those with influence.
“You will not always be the wisest, nor the strongest, nor the bravest. That is why we need friends. They will guide you down the right path, no matter how dark it grows.”
“When someone you love is taken, you go into the den of the tiger. You go to the ends of the kingdom and across. You go to where they are. You find them—no matter the cost.”
“The ability to exercise your judgment is invaluable, especially during times when anxiety threatens to sweep you into a current of indecisions and dangerous conclusions.”
The truth reminded me of that crane; the truth was strong. It held the courage to strike out, no matter how ferocious the oppression.
“Because rape is about power; it is never about desire or love,”
“The path we are to take will be littered with death. Freedom will always come at a cost.”
“Hopefully in the next lifetime, we will meet again,” he said, glancing down at me. “And in kinder circumstances.”
power cannot protect us from the greed and wrath of others—and it will not protect us from ourselves.
There is an old saying … Mun-gyeong-ji-gyo. A friendship worth sacrificing one’s life for, without any regret.
“You must change the heavens. So go, daegam. Go and move the heavens for her.”
“if by any chance we do not meet again in this lifetime, then I will find you in the next—or as many lifetimes as it takes to see you again.”
“So long as you live, we’ll have the rest of our lives to find each other again. And I will find you again. I promise.”
“Why is it so irrationally difficult for men to simply leave women alone?!”
But she is still among the living. Be good to those who are still alive.
We mortals exist for but a season, and yet we love as though we are bound by eternity.
“All I desire,” he whispered, tenderly caressing her hair, “is to live a peaceful and honorable life, and above all, to be remembered well by you once I’m gone. Then in the next life, perhaps, you will not pass me by.”