So Late in the Day: The Sunday Times bestseller

Materialism/Misogonism kills love and companionship

He had looked at her then and again saw something ugly about himself reflected back at him, in her gaze. That was the problem with women falling out of love; the veil of romance fell away from their eyes, and they looked in and could read you. (...); didn't they say that a woman in love burned your dinner and that when she no longer cared she served it up half-raw? The end of this story is something I suppose the majority of women unfortuantely might relate. The missbehaviour of a man that was taught since he could think or observe to treat women, just as they did with his mother, badly and to put himself and his ego first. To take the whole room and space. To prioritize money than the happiness it give by spending it for oneanother to have a good time. To spend 6€ on cherries and complaining about the money instead of making her happy by purchsing it and being thankful for her stoning and backing tarts...for her thinking about you and wanting to do something good for both of you...

Bitter. Aber kluge Frau.

„She said things may now be changing, but that a good half of men your age just want us to shut up and give you what you want, that you're spoiled and turn contemptible when things don't go your way!" Was soll ich sagen. Ich mag die Texte von Claire Keegan einfach. Finde es bemerkenswert wie wenig sie schreiben und dabei doch so viel sagen kann. Wie etwa in diesem dünnen Büchlein mit gerade mal 46 nicht gerade eng bedruckten Seiten über Cathal, der einem erst jedenfalls nicht unsympathisch ist, und Sabine, die Frau, die er heiraten will. Meint sogar eine Art Anspruch darauf zu haben. Vielleicht sogar ihr einen Gefallen damit zu tun. Bis sie ihn wirklich kennenlernt und aus sehr gut nachvollziehbaren Gründen nicht mehr (heiraten) will.

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