Quote by Francesca Lia Block

They knew, though, she would not suffer as they had suffered. She was perfect. They were scarred.


They knew, though, she would not suffer as they had suffered

Summary

This quote implies that the person being referred to will not go through the same hardships and pain as the others mentioned. The reason for this is that the person being described is seen as flawless or faultless, while the others have endured suffering and bear the emotional or physical marks of their past. This suggests a contrast between the vulnerability and imperfection of the scarred individuals and the perceived immunity or invulnerability of the person being discussed.

By Francesca Lia Block
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