"Go home and cry."
My lecturer's last words before he let us go.
I'm only stuck at page 39 now.
Yet, I feel the heartbreak already. :(
Just before class, I read the back of the book and this struck me:
"Is ordinary love not a kind of burden, stifling and terrifying in the choices and responsibilities it forces on us? And yet we yearn for it, suffer for it, define ourselves by our experience of it, cannot live without it."
Such a well-crafted quote. The irony of LOVE.
Gosh, I shall continue reading the book and CRY since that was what the lecturer told us to do, anyway.
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