Adversity builds character

I wonder how you’re supposed to give up… Do I just decide to give up and act accordingly? And move further and further away from what my heart really wants? Then will I forget everything someday? The scent of his brown hair, his cold ear, the warmth of his back… Everything, including the pain in my heart? Everything? Without a trace… as if nothing was there to begin with?

Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that’s where I imagine it - there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off once in a while, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live for ever in your own private library.

他人の心を、それも大事な相手の心を無意味に傷つけるというのはとても嫌なものだった。

私のことを覚えていてほしいの。 私が存在し、こうしてあなたのとなりにいたことをずっと覚えていてくれる？ I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?

My point is: in this whole wide world the only person you can depend on is you.

Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.

You are what you hide from others.