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It is quite one thing to admit a fault to yourself. It is another thing entirely to have a friend not only agree with you, but point out the full depth of the fault.
I reflected bitterly that I had walked away from people I had known and cared about to avoid the very situation I was now in with comparative strangers. I wondered if there was any way to live amongst other people and refuse to be harnessed by their expectations and dependencies.
“A tower seldom crumbles from the bottom up,”
“Not the end of the world, Tom. The end of time. To free humanity of time. For time is the great enslaver of us all. Time that ages us, time that limits us.
She was quiet for a time, thinking of all that she would not mention.
“Steady, kind, and thoughtful? Treats women well?” Starling’s voice rose with feigned interest. “Do you know how rare a man like that is? Tell me who he is, I want him for myself. If your Molly will let him go.”
“You don’t know how to save yourself from yourself. How are you going to save the world?”
there is no sense in trying to play that game with the past. Here is where we are today, and we can only make our moves from here.”
Starling seemed annoyed with everyone, as if it were our fault that our quest had ended in such confusing disappointment.
He had been used against me, yes, but it was no doing of his own. But I could not reach him. His shame, guilt, and remorse stood between us, and blocked him from my forgiveness. Blocked him, too, from forgiving himself.
