"Jonas realized something. ‘That means’, he said slowly, ‘that you have memories of destruction. And you have to give them to me, too, because I have to get wisdom.’
The Giver nodded.
‘But it will hurt,’ Jonas said. It wasn’t a question. ‘It will hurt terribly,’ The Giver agreed."
have you ever loved a fictional character so much that whenever you see a picture of them your heart tingles and your vocal cords produce this awkward screeching noise that sounds a bit like a dying cat