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force women to live at the mercy of whichever man wants them but shame them for anything they might do to get a man to want them.
“Sometimes things just end,”
Jack had run out of clever things to say—he had run through his stable of words, and if he stayed any longer, he would humiliate himself.
This is the moment, he thought. Kiss her now.
Neither of those things would help her pass the examination. She couldn’t let herself dwell on them, not for the time being.
“You were amazing in there,” he said. “The things you do, the things you’re capable of. It’s just—you’re amazing.”
“Hazel Sinnett, you are the most miraculous creature I have ever come across, and I am going to be thinking about how beautiful you are until the day I die.”
Love is nothing but the prolonged agony of waiting for it to end. The fear of losing the ones we love makes us do selfish and foolish and cruel things. The only freedom is freedom from love, and once your love is gone, it can be perfect, crystallized in your memory forever.”
“You will always be seventeen to me, Hazel Sinnett. You will always be beautiful and headstrong and brilliant. You will be the last face I see when I close my eyes and the first one I imagine when I wake up.”
“I will spend my entire life loving you, Jack Currer,”