Quote by Aharon Appelfeld

People who lose their parents when young are permanently in love with them.

People who lose their parents when young are permanently in

Summary

This quote suggests that individuals who experience the loss of their parents at a young age develop a deep and everlasting love for them. The absence of parental figures creates a sense of longing and yearning that remains with them throughout their lives. Unable to fully comprehend the complexities of their relationship or gain a deeper understanding of their parents' flaws or imperfections, these individuals hold onto a pure and idealized version of their parents, cherishing their memory and retaining a profound affection for them.

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By Aharon Appelfeld

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