There is no gift for the beloved. The lover alone possesses his gift of love. The loved one is shorn, neutralized, frozen in the glare of the lover's inward eye.
Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye
Why do you need them? You have me. I'll always be there for you. There is no need for others.
Where do you go?I went. Again and again. With bad conscience.
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