George stared at the dove. What would she say if she could speak to him? What would she wish for, for her father? For she, too, had been harmed by a man who had meant to show his utmost love for her. It made George wonder why love was supposed to be such a wonderful thing. As far as he could tell, love was just another excuse for causing pain.

Mette Ivie Harrison

The Princess and the Hound

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