A woman does not get educated to earn a living or secure her future. She may get educated merely because she can and if she loves it.

Only the goodness of heart and an intellect to match can produce such a perfect woman in nature.

She was spontaneous. Even in her cleverness. She never looked at people; people looked at her. It was her reward for being natural.

I had to revise all my feelings once again. I pulled out the dregs of affection from the glass of misunderstanding to rebuild my faith. I had to reinvent the cause for love, as it were. It was something I had to draw inside me, a real portrait of her, not just the inspiration but the girl as a whole, with all her shortcomings to be able to love her again.