mardi 24 juin 2014

"I felt horribly fragile, like one word could shatter me."

 
        "I don’t trust myself to be… enough. To deserve you. There’s nothing about me that could hold you." He stopped and reached around to pull me from his back. His gentle hands did not release me ; after he’d set me on my feet again, he wrapped his arms tightly around me, hugging me to his chest. "Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable", he whispered.  "Never doubt that."

"I’ve always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I have sworn to myself that I’m content with loneliness because none of it was ever worth the risk. Well you are the only exception."

"It was sort of the pattern to my life - I’d never been strong enough to deal with the things outside my control, to attack the enemies or outrun them. To avoid the pain. Always human and weak, the only thing I’d ever been able to do was keep going. Endure. Survive."

  
  
  

"The right thing isn’t always real obvious. Sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else. So… good luck figuring that out."

"Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. Never doubt that."