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“When you lost your brother, was there someone to comfort you?"
"Yes," said Laurent. "In a way."
"Then I'm glad," said Damen. "I'm glad that you weren't alone."
Laurent pushed himself away, up into a sitting position, and for a moment he sat, without speaking. He pushed his palms into his eye sockets.
"What is it?"
"It's nothing," said Laurent.”
― Kings Rising
"Yes," said Laurent. "In a way."
"Then I'm glad," said Damen. "I'm glad that you weren't alone."
Laurent pushed himself away, up into a sitting position, and for a moment he sat, without speaking. He pushed his palms into his eye sockets.
"What is it?"
"It's nothing," said Laurent.”
― Kings Rising
“I hurt you, Laurent."
"That's enough, stop," said Laurent.
"It wasn't right. You were just a boy. You didn't deserve what happened to you."
"I said that's enough."
"Is it so hard to hear?”
― Kings Rising
"That's enough, stop," said Laurent.
"It wasn't right. You were just a boy. You didn't deserve what happened to you."
"I said that's enough."
"Is it so hard to hear?”
― Kings Rising
“How can you trust me, after what your own brother did to you?'
'Because he was false,' said Damen. 'and you are true. I think if I gave you my heart, you would treat it tenderly.”
― Captive Prince
'Because he was false,' said Damen. 'and you are true. I think if I gave you my heart, you would treat it tenderly.”
― Captive Prince
“Quel giorno, guardando Maia, Tobia capì che quando si piange qualcuno si piange anche per ciò che quel qualcuno non ci ha dato.
Maia piangeva la madre che non aveva mai avuto.
E a quel punto, ormai era certo, la madre ideale non avrebbe mai fatto parte della sua vita.
Per questo singhiozzava tanto.
Come se, fino alla fine, si mantenesse la speranza di un gesto o di una parola capace di riparare tutto. Come se la morte, infine, uccidesse quel gesto che non è mai stato fatto o quella parola che non è mai stata pronunciata.”
― Toby Alone
Maia piangeva la madre che non aveva mai avuto.
E a quel punto, ormai era certo, la madre ideale non avrebbe mai fatto parte della sua vita.
Per questo singhiozzava tanto.
Come se, fino alla fine, si mantenesse la speranza di un gesto o di una parola capace di riparare tutto. Come se la morte, infine, uccidesse quel gesto che non è mai stato fatto o quella parola che non è mai stata pronunciata.”
― Toby Alone
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