Im Buch steht ein Dialog zwischen der Hauptfigur Gwyn und ihrem Freund Burl, der für ihren Vater im Wirtshaus arbeitet.
Er lautet folgendermaßen:
"Gibt es einen vernünftigen Grund", fragte sie,
warum jemand einem anderen dienen sollte?"
Burl musste lachen.
"Nicht dass ich wüsste.
Aber wir tun es, jeder von uns."
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To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back.
It hurts to realize that the people you thought you'd love for life don't love you as much as you thought they did and can do without you as if they never knew you at all.
Love? It's kind of complicated, but I'll tell you this the second you're willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy, that's love right there.
The truth of the matter is, I still have feelings for you. And no matter how many times I tell myself that I'm better off with out you, a part of me just won't let go.
Have you ever hated somebody so much that you wish they would just leave and never come back but yet, loved them so much, you knew you'd die if they did?
It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. You have this fear that every person you start to fall for, is just going to break your heart again.
Life doesn't hurt until you have time to yourself to think about how things have changed, who you've lost along the way, and how much of it is your fault.
After a while, you learn the difference between holding a hand, and falling in love. You'll learn kisses don't always mean something. Promises can be broken just as easily as they were made, and as hard as it is to believe, sometimes goodbyes are forever.
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