Little things Quote by Maria McCann
““I pictured Becs and myself together, squabbling, but always over little things, while I rotted away at the core from love of Ferris. It was hopeless. ‘Here.’ I laid my hands on the table, palms up, and jerked my head at them, ‘put yours on top.’ Ferris did not move. ‘Please,’ I said. He laid his cold hands on mine and I curled my fingers, folding his within them. ‘Now,’ I said, ‘I’ve neither accepted nor refused. Speak it out plainly, tell me and I’ll do it.’ He cried, ‘Don’t put it onto me! Choose for yourself.’ ‘This is choosing. Tell Aunt I will do whatever you’ll have me do, and that’s my answer.’ I kept hold of his fingers. We stayed there silent and motionless for some time, while the candles burnt down. At last he said quietly, ‘It is a lot to give up.’ ‘Well. My history is bad enough without bigamy,’ I replied, at which he smiled but made no reply. The candles were half burnt. I took one and rose. ‘Goodnight, Ferris.’ ‘Goodnight, Jacob.””
About This Quote
Source Short story: “The Table” by Maria McCann, 2018
Two characters confront a painful decision, using physical contact as a metaphor for mutual vulnerability and choice.
In simple terms: They grapple with love, sacrifice, and personal agency through a silent, symbolic act.
Acknowledge pain, choose consciously, and respect mutual boundaries.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- relationship crisis
- ethical dilemma
- personal growth
- boundary setting
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does true choice look like in painful situations?
- How can silence both heal and hinder communication?
The scene may romanticize surrender, overlooking practical consequences.