Lee Parker
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Ruby’s entire self-worth was built on exceptionalism, so if she couldn’t be extraordinary, then what was the point? She needed a new dream, a fresh source of validation.
“It’s a shame how the most beautiful things, even music, can be ruined by the shadows of our past.”
― The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom
― The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom
“Beneath a veil of incomparable sweetness, he had a whiff of death and of the night about him. His face was lit up by the brightness of the dying light and by the thoughts of a soul about ot depart. It seemed that he was not yet a phantom but already no longer a man.”
― Les Misérables
― Les Misérables
“No child should ever have to earn a parent’s affection. And no amount of achievement can ever fill the void where unconditional love should be.”
― The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom
― The House of My Mother: A Daughter's Quest for Freedom
“Then something appears to him and he begins to discern finality. Finality, thing about that word. The living see infinity; finality only lets itself be seen by the dead. Meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to whoever has loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will take everything from him. Try to love souls and you will find them again.”
― Les Misérables
― Les Misérables
“Love has its childish side, the other passions have their petty side. Shame on passions that make man petty! Glory be to the passion that makes him a child.
It is a strange thing, you know? I am in darkness. There is a being that has taken the heavens with her in moving away.
Oh! To be lying down side by side in the same grave, hand in hand, and from time to time gently to stroke each other's fingertip in the dark, that will do for my eternity.
You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love is to live from it.
Love. A sombre starry transfiguration is involved in this torture. There is ecstacy in agony.
O, joy of the birds! It's because they have a nest that they are able to sing.
Love is breathing in the heavenly air of paradise.”
― Les Misérables
It is a strange thing, you know? I am in darkness. There is a being that has taken the heavens with her in moving away.
Oh! To be lying down side by side in the same grave, hand in hand, and from time to time gently to stroke each other's fingertip in the dark, that will do for my eternity.
You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love is to live from it.
Love. A sombre starry transfiguration is involved in this torture. There is ecstacy in agony.
O, joy of the birds! It's because they have a nest that they are able to sing.
Love is breathing in the heavenly air of paradise.”
― Les Misérables
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