When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
I came across this line from Arundhati Roy’s The God of Small Things. I am actually struggling through this novel. It has its ups and downs, and it has very captivating lines and thoughts. Generally, I feel it’s too profound for me, but I’m giving it a lot of chances.
Well, this line makes me think of the times that I’ve uttered careless words, and makes me think maybe that’s why sometimes I feel less loved than most people. Running into this very insightful truth reminds me how splinters may cause the tiniest of pains and how hard they can be to remove and how people learn their lesson and stay away from what caused those little hurts.
Anyways, that line and the whole chapter that contained it captured me. You may sound smart with your sarcasm and profound choice of words and thoughts but all you end up finding yourself doing is adding splinters to a person’s heart that chips away at whatever form of love that he/she has for you.
And I think that I’ve done this to someone before. And I think I experienced hearing careless words that made me love someone less too.
It’s a wonder how you find the right words to things that has happened in your life in books.