life-lessons, love, poetry, share
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You teach me now how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they’ll blight you – they’ll damn you. You loved me – what right had you to leave me? What right – answer me – for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have no broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you – Oh, God! would you like to lie with your soul in the grave?
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I care,” he said in a trembling voice. “I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you, it is only because this scares me, too.
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Name one hero who was happy.”I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason’s children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus’ back.”You can’t.” He was sitting up now, leaning forward.”I can’t.””I know. They never let you be famous AND happy.” He lifted an eyebrow. “I’ll tell you a secret.””Tell me.” I loved it when he was like this.”I’m going to be the first.” He took my palm and held it to his. “Swear it.””Why me?””Because you’re the reason. Swear it.””I swear it,” I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.”I swear it,” he echoed.We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.”I feel like I could eat the world raw.
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Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of faith in his eyes, his belief in her. He had always thought she was strong. He had showed it in everything he did, in every look and every touch. Simon had faith in her too, yet when he’d held her, it had been as if she were something fragile, something made of delicate glass. But Jace had held her with all the strength he had, never wondering if she could take it–he’d known she was as strong has he was.
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In this world, it is too common for people to search for someone to lose themselves in. But I am already lost. I will look for someone to find myself in.