Sometimes a mind is just born late, coming through waves on a slower journey. You were never, in the end, alone. Isn’t it a blessing, what becomes from inside the alone.

Lidia Yuknavitch
Sometimes a mind is just born late, coming through waves...
Sometimes a mind is just born late, coming through waves...
Sometimes a mind is just born late, coming through waves...
Sometimes a mind is just born late, coming through waves...
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In this quote, the speaker is talking about the people who have been in love with him. He wants to tell his lover how much he loves her and how beautiful she has made his life. He says that she was never, in the end, alone. When he was with her, he was never alone. Isn’t it a blessing what becomes from inside the alone?

Source: The Chronology Of Water

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