“Just one more,” he says, squatting down in front of me. “Reason number twelve, you’ve got a mini-me out there somewhere, and I kind of want the chance to meet a little Scarlet.”
“You don’t like kids,” I point out.
“True, I don’t,” he says. “But she’s your kid, which means there’s a decent chance she’s not half-bad, either.”
I stare at him.
I don’t know what to say.
His words sound so genuine. This isn’t the reaction I expected. Not to say I didn’t think he had it in him. But I’m used to being kicked while I’m down, and I haven’t quite figured out what to make of Lorenzo. Sometimes, when I look at him, I see the dangerous, cold-hearted criminal, the one that has killed at least two men since we met two months ago, but other times I see a man with a deep soul, generous and warm, the kind of man a woman could fall in love with if she wasn’t careful.
But I have to be careful.
ayayayayay BİTTİ BİTİRDİK, MELİKE BİTTİ RESMEN
Ne de kolay ağlıyorsunuz! Siz bir takım insanlar, ne de kolay ağlıyorsunuz! Gözyaşlarınız olmasaydı neyle müdafaa edecektiniz kendinizi?
How easy it is for you to cry! How easy it is for some people like you shed tears! İf you had no tears what would you defend yourself with?
Most days, Damian kept busy enough to ward off thoughts of Skye. Nights were different. At night, he had no defense. He lay in bed with a hunger so wide and so vast that he felt himself get swallowed up in it. Nothing, not even the Lucky Strike box under his pillow, could keep him from falling into the soul-sucking hole in the center of his heart.
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His defense— she deserved it because she had already had sex with so many people —made the judge, the Honorable Eleanora Avery, laugh the fuck out loud. As if out of a fairy tale, nobody asked: What was my sister wearing the night she was raped? How much had my sister had to drink the night she was raped? How many guys had my sister previously had sex with? Because—again, out of a fairy tale—they realized that none of those things mattered. Because there was nothing in a girl’s history that might negate her right to choose what happens to her body.
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think of me, too
If you want me to listen to you, respect that I can hear. If you want me to speak to you, respect that I have a voice. If you want me to look at you, respect my ability to see. Do you know how to do that? Listen to me when I talk, talk to me when you hear me, and look at me when I look at you. Share me not only your sadness, but also your happiness. If I can bear hours of your sadness, believe me, it's because I would like to see days of your happiness. Depend on me if you respect that I am worthy of your trust. Open your heart to me if you respect that I am worthy of your love.
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'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to go to,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where--' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
Sayfa 51 - Mungan Publishing- 1.edition, August 2017
I love it for defending freedom!
"War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all;but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend."
"Savaş olmalı; her şeyi yok etmeye çalışan bir yıkıcıya karşı kendi canlarımızı korumalıyız; fakat ben kılıcı keskin diye, oku seri diye, savaşçıyı şanı ve şerefi var diye sevmem. Ben sadece onların savundukları şeyi severim."
