Knowing he was suffering pained me. Thatโs the way love tangles you up. I couldnโt stop loving him, and couldnโt shut off the feelings of wanting to care for himโ but I also didnโt have to run to answer his letters. I was hurting, too, and no one was running to me.
Paula McLainShe was also incredibly confident, with a way of moving and talking that communicated that she didn't need anyone to tell her she was beautiful or worthwhile.
Paula McLainBooks could be an incredible adventure. I stayed under my blanket and barely moved, and no one would have guessed how my mind raced and my heart soared with stories.
Paula McLainBut in the end, fighting for a love that was already gone felt like trying to live in the ruins of a lost city.
Paula McLainErnest once told me that the word paradise was a Persian words that meant walled garden. I knew then that he understood how necessary the promises we made to each other were to our happiness. You couldn't have real freedom unless you knew were the walls were and tended to them. We could lean on the walls because they existed; they existed because we leaned on them.
Paula McLain