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“How can you be so good?” He pushed himself away from the door. “I couldn’t bear it, right now,” he said, “to be helped by you.”
“I used to think that it was most important to endure, to stay strong. But unhappiness, over time… it poisons your life.”
“We kissed,” said Matthew. “That is all. But it was like alchemy, but with misery changed to happiness, instead of lead to gold.”
“It’s just hard to know, when you have a secret… will telling it bring healing? Or just more hurt? Isn’t it selfish, to unburden myself just to relieve my own conscience?”
Her heart felt like a rag, wrung out but still saturated with stubborn, ineradicable love.
“We are all flawed creatures. As diamonds are flawed, each distinct imperfection makes us unique.” “Perhaps I don’t wish to be unique,” Matthew said. “Perhaps I wish only to be happy and ordinary.”
“The tears of a woman,” she’d said, “are one of the few sources of her power. They should not be freely shed any more than a warrior should throw his sword into a river. If you are to shed tears, you should know, from the first, your purpose in doing so.”
What you are trying to do is incredibly difficult. You may falter at times. But I do not believe a moment of weakness is failure. Not as long as you keep trying.
I see how hatred poisons the person who hates, not the person who is hated.
“I desire you with an ardor that frightens me.”
Our failings are always more monstrous in our own eyes than any others’; in the eyes of those who love us, we are forgiven.”
I do not feel sorrow, for all I went through brought me to where we are now. To you. We have been in the crucible, and come out as gold.”
