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Only the dead have seen the end of war.
There are no strangers here Only friends you haven’t met yet.
A person could easily become desensitized to such profound loss. Yet while the war years had tried their best to rob him of it, Charlie was still resolutely in possession of a heart.
To dream is often to deceive oneself. We may dream so often about another sort of life that we forget to live the one that we already possess.”
We must make the best of what we have. To seek out something different merely because it is perceived better by standards laid out by people we may not even know? I would say that is the height of self-deceit.”
That I had more to give, additional friendships to form. I mean, if life doesn’t contain that, what is the point of existing, really?”