Well, that's how thick I am, I never knew how to want what everyone wants. I only thought to look for a home, some place to be taken in. Handing over a crumpled heart, seeing it dropped in the wastepaper basket every time. Here, though. Americans sent love letters in return.
by Barbara Kingsolver
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In the quote from Barbara Kingsolver's novel "The Lacuna," the speaker reflects on their struggle to understand their own desires in comparison to societal expectations. They express a sense of bewilderment at their inability to grasp what others seem to naturally want, highlighting a longing for belonging and acceptance. The imagery of a "crumpled heart" being discarded suggests a history of unreciprocated feelings and loneliness.

However, the contrast comes when the speaker experiences a newfound sense of connection, as they receive love letters from Americans. This signifies a shift from isolation to being seen and valued, transforming their understanding of relationships and emotional fulfillment. It marks a turning point where the individual begins to find a place where they are welcomed and loved, fulfilling their deep desire for a home.

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