He saw so many emotions mingled on her face: anger disappointment, fear — and defiance. Like her daughter, thought Fenoglio again. So uncompromising, so strong. Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn’t break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out, very slowly. Cornelia Funke
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Fenoglio is comparing the way women and men react to loss. While men get crushed by grief, women get broken down and worn out. A woman might get angry at their loss, or they might fall into depression or even rage. They might even go on to defy their grief and simply move on.

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