In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. Weโre each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. Weโve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there is a lot of grey to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.
Libba BrayPippa's laugh is bitter, tinged with tears. 'Ha! Why do girls think being beautiful will solve every problem? Being beautiful just creates problems. It's a misery. I wish I were someone else.
Libba BrayIf there was one truth Evie had learned in her short life, it was that forgiveness was easier to seek than permission. She didnโt plan to ask for either one.
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