I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.
Markus ZusakNo matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.
Markus ZusakMy own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought.
Markus ZusakThe first couple of times, he simply stayed - a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered โShhh, Iโm here, its alright.โ After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the manโs gentleness, his thereness.
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