He ran the back of his hand up her cheek, with the pretense of wiping away sweat. Do you think you could ever love me?
I don't think so.
Because I'm not good enough.
It's not like that.
Because I'm not smart.
No.
Because you couldn't love me.
Because I couldn't love you.

Auteur: Jonathan Safran Foer

He ran the back of his hand up her cheek, with the pretense of wiping away sweat. <i>Do you think you could ever love me?</i><br /><i>I don't think so.<br />Because I'm not good enough.<br />It's not like that.<br />Because I'm not smart.<br />No.<br />Because you couldn't love me.<br />Because I couldn't love you.</i> - Jonathan Safran Foer

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