Posted by: Marianna Mansueto
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Books)
"So young," he said finally, "to be fighting so many."
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"So young," he said finally, "to be fighting so many."
It's really important that you understand this. It's about what's in our hearts. About seeing clearly the way life is. Accepting it. It's about being true to it, never mind the pain. Because the pain of not being true to it is far, far greater.
One always loves what harms one.
"Do you remember your father, Haidee?" The young Greek smiled. "He is here, and here," said she, touching
her eyes and her heart. "And where am I?" inquired Monte Cristo laughingly. "You?" cried she, with tones of thrilling tenderness, "you are everywhere!"
I forgot many things I thought I knew, and learnt many others that I had forgotten. I can see things at a great distance, and many others, close up, escape my view.
But he suddenly started up, and, closing his eyes, placed his fingers upon the lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which he feared he might awake.
"Here I am, in front of you," you wrote. Yes You know, sometimes I'm a little 'slow to understand. At first reading I thought you were giving me your clothes to hide my nakedness. But such idea doesn't suit you, on the contrary. Then I thought it was an act of seduction, original, bizarre, a little ridiculous and clumsy: an oral strip-tease. And little by little the tone of your voice has changed. Here is a nudity, you say (or at least, as I understand it now), that it's not like a knife and it is not like a wound. A revealed and vulnerable nudity, a little embarrassed and compassionate. Exactly like yours. Look, you say, it's a bit shy and it tries to hide his flaws with a lot of little tricks, which, however, is willing to give up, for those who want to look at her with indulgent eyes. It uses clothes (do you say that?), of shirts, dresses, bras, belts, as well as humans use words, "theirs". But come, touch, feel; it is a nudity that can also heal.
Sooner or later in life everyone discovers that perfect happiness is unrealizable, but there are few who stop to consider the antithesis; that perfect unhappiness is equally unattainable.
No existence is like any other. And maybe we'll never meet again. But I want you to know that I loved you all my life. That I loved you before meeting you. That you're part of me.
A long time ago, I learnt that I can cure my wounds only when I have the courage to face them. And I also learnt to forgive myself and to correct my mistakes.