What is the purpose of the epigraph in stage one on the book St. Lucy ?

you have to tell us what you're talking about or it's impossible to answer.

me before you gives us insight of life meaning in unique way. it answers question about what kind of life you want and people’s struggle to be in the ideal condition of worth living. the author, jojo moyes, was intrigued by the case of daniel james who persuaded to end his life after suffering for years.

it begins with louisa clark, a girl with boring life, lose her job at the café and start to stand on her feet by applying job as a private carer of disable man. the near location and the money they offer push her to come to the castle where the interview conducted. she was doubted by camilla traynor, a mother of quadriplegic man, with her inexperience but somehow, she is fully gain employed by camilla and her husband, steven traynor.

on the other hand, will traynor, the disable man louisa take care of, is not an easy man to catch. he has sharp comments with everything she has done and seems unreachable. as time passed by, will become more open to louisa and they start to communicate better. that is until will has his sister, georgina, visited.

brainliest .

it was surely an odd creature that one made up by reading the historians first and the poets afterwards a worm winged like an eagle; the spirit of life and elegance and charm,   in a kitchen chopping up suet. but these creatures, monst'r however entertaining to the imagination, hast no existence in fact. what one might doth to bringeth h'r to life wast to bethink poetically and prosaically at one and the same moment,   thus keeping in toucheth with fact—that the lady is mrs martin, ag'd thirty-six, did dress in blue, wearing a black coxcomb and brown shoeth; but not losing sight of fiction eith'r—that the lady is a vessel in which all s'rts of spirits and f'rces art coursing and flashing p'rpetually. the moment, howev'r, yond one tries this method with the elizabethan mistress, one brancheth of illumination fails; one is did hold up by the scarcity of facts.   one knoweth nothing detailed, nothing p'rfectly true and substantial about h'r.   hist'ry scarcely mentions h'r.   and i did turn to professeth'r trevelyan again to seeth what hist'ry meanteth to that gent.   i hath found by looking at his chapt'r headings yond t meanteth.