3.20.2009

timeless(love)

"They made us take in a German officer. He stole from us. Every day I saw him take something - knives and forks, needle and thread. He brought home butter, potatoes, meat - for himself. He watched me cook it and I had to serve him, while Kostas and I ate only carrots, boiled without oil, without even salt. Sometimes he made me at part of his meal in front of Kostas but wouldn't let Kostas eat..."

Kostas stroked his own cheek with Daphne's hand.

"My dear, my dear. He thought it would make me crazy, but truly I was happy to see you have enough for once."

Fugitive Pieces (Anne Michaels)

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What I would sacrifice for you cannot be measured. Love holds no chronology; it is timeless.

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