Schopenhauer

“People we do not love, we hurt and forget.People we love, we hurt and do not forget.

“We hurt everyone. It is no consolationeveryone does this, and that, more mysteriously,

“out of suffering arises meaning.”Her hands, after speaking,

climbed on top of each other, as if two cranesmade of folded paper attempted flight.

It was already evening. I had been listeningfor several hours, holding those hands.