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“I only had you for the blink of an eye,” he says.
She laughs. “You had me an entire lifetime. All of mine.”
“That wasn’t enough”
― Fredrik Backman, And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer

“A man who let himself decline because he could not see any future goal found himself occupied with retrospective thoughts. In a different connection, we have already spoken of the tendency there was to look into the past, to help make the present, with all its horrors, less real. But in robbing the present of its reality there lay a certain danger. It became easy to overlook the opportunities to make something positive of camp life, opportunities which really did exist. Regarding our “provisional existence” as unreal was in itself an important factor in causing the prisoners to lose their hold on life; everything in a way became pointless. Such people forgot that often it is just such an exceptionally difficult external situation which gives man the opportunity to grow spiritually beyond himself. Instead of taking the camp’s difficulties as a test of their inner strength, they did not take their life seriously and despised it as something of no consequence. They preferred to close their eyes and to live in the past. Life for such people became meaningless.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning

“It hurts less and less. That's one thing about forgetting things. You forget things that hurt too.”
― Fredrik Backman, And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer

“The male of the species is born knowing everything evil.”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic