And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
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I will love you forever, he thought. I am lying, he thought, and this time he was right
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects the conflict between genuine emotion and self-deception in love.
In this quote, Orson Scott Card encapsulates the inner turmoil of a character who sincerely feels deep love yet recognizes the fleeting nature of promises made in passion. The juxtaposition of 'I will love you forever' and the acknowledgment of lying underscores a fundamental truth about human relationships: feelings can be intense, yet often come with a sense of impermanence and doubt regarding their authenticity.
Themes
LoveDeceptionEmotionRelationshipsTruth
In practice
Example use cases
In a romantic movie scene, a character reflects on their past relationship, using this quote to convey their regret.
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