I know it. I know I shall make beastly mistakes, Father-""The world does not forgive mistakes so quickly, my girl." He sounds bitter and sad." If the world will not forgive me," I say softly, "I shall have to learn to forgive myself." He nods in understanding." And how will you marry? Or do you intend to marry?" I think of Martin, and tears threaten. "I shall meet someone one day, as Mother found you.
— Libba Bray
The Sweet Far Thing
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