Klaudia

“We are taught that love is not so different from hatred, that instead of opposites, the two extremes of the human heart might in fact be twins. But it's grief, really, that is love's twin, that knows no bounds of time or space. Wave after wave it keeps coming, whereas hatred cools, fades. So many times I swore that I loved Jude, that no one had ever loved or been loved this way before, and then something broke through, a new depth. Colder and darker moved the waters of my love.

Thinking, in those first few days after, of something [my mother] once sad: There is no end to grief, because there is no end to love.”
― Madelaine Lucas, Thirst for Salt