Nothing was dirty. With Park.
Nothing could be shameful.
Because Park was the sun, and that was the only way Eleanor could think to explain it.
Ethan, broken, Juliet, Casie
Dear Cassie,
I’ve been wanting to give this to you for ages, and after the incredible gift you gave me last
night, I figured the time felt right. I found it in a little antique shop in Milano while I was
touring Europe. I don’t know why it caught my eye, but I had to buy it for you.
The thing is, it’s not perfect. It’s had a lot of owners,
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...art should be an affirmation of life -not an attempt to bring other... but simply a way of waking up to the very life we are living, which is so excellent, once one get one's mind one's desires out of the way and lets it act of its own accord.(*)
(*): ... sanat yaşamın bir olumlaması olmalıdır, başka bir yaşam getirmeye çalışmak değil... yalnızca yaşadığımız ve zihnimizi, arzularımızı aradan çıkartıp kendi bildiği gibi davranmasına izin verdiğimizde öylesine mükemmel olan yaşamın ta kendisine uyanmanın bir yolu olmalıdır. (ç.n)
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Isaiah Berlin (1909–97) distinguished between a ‘negative’ theory of liberty and a ‘positive’ one. Early or classical liberals have believed that freedom consists in each person being left alone, free from interference and able to act in whatever way they may choose. This conception of liberty is ‘negative’ in that it is based upon the absence of external restrictions or constraints upon the individual. Modern liberals, on the other hand, have been attracted to a more ‘positive’ conception of liberty, defined by Berlin as the ability to be one's own master, to be autonomous. Self-mastery requires that the individual is able to develop skills and talents, broaden his or her understanding, and gain fulfilment. For J. S. Mill, for example, liberty meant much more than simply being free from outside constraints: it involved the capacity of human beings to develop and ultimately achieve self-realization.
“Pay attention. Did you hear me? You’re in charge of the wedding.”
“Yes, I heard you. You’re coming home while I arrange it, right? I need time.”
“No, we’re not coming home. I expect you do it quickly.” How long did it take to arrange a simple ceremony?
“I can’t do it quickly. If you want to give Tess the dream, I need at least a month.”
“No, fucking way. You have five days, Suzette. You have five days to arrange a suitable wedding. Invite who you think should be there. You’re in charge.”
A surprised squeak hurt my ear. “Five days? No, there’s no way—”
“No arguing. Do it.”
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"I see the way he looks at you, Tess. He won't be able to contain himself."
I laughed. Q containing himself?
Never.
Chapter Sixteen, Tess
My story. My legacy. The one thing that would be immortalized onto pages and told forever. It wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t easy. But I would spare no emotion or detail. I would be honest to the very last word.
I opened my mouth to start. To tell my tale of heartache, love, and loss.
I’d waded through blackness and survived.
I’d fallen in love with a monster and thrived.
I’d danced into riches in every conceivable way.
But through it all, Q had been there. My monster in the dark.
Epilogue, perfect end
Love her the way you crave to be loved.
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