Little thorn in my soul, pebble in my shoe, jewel of my life, the passionate doll who has torn my heart in two, tell me, cruel beauty that I adore, why you torment me. I have the misfortune of being both poor and without your affection. When the hope of your caresses flowered in my soul, happiness blossomed in my tomorrows. But now that you have yanked my golden dreams from me, I shiver from this chalice of pain like a tender white flower tossed in rain. Return my life to me, and end this absurd pain. If not, Rogelio Velasco will have loved in vain. Cisneros Sandra
About This Quote

This quote is from the novel "The Pearl Fishers" and is one of Prince Kodi's many despairing and confused messages to his beloved. Here he expresses his desire for her to return to him, and gives a very clear description of why she has been tormenting him. He pleads with her to make his life complete; he expresses how he has longed for happiness, but now that he has lost it, he is unable to move on.

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