all the time something within her was crying for a decision. She wanted her life shaped now, immediately โ and the decision must be made by some force โ of love, of money, of unquestionable practicality โ that was close at hand
For what itโs worth, itโs never too late to be whoever you want to be.
I don't much care where I am anymore, nor expect very much from places.
Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.
I hope you live a life you're proud of...
Life is so damned hard, so damned hard... It just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can't be hurt ever any more. That's the last and worst thing it does.