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If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are? —T. S. Eliot
He probably wasn’t married, or if he was, I ungenerously figured he’d found a girl even less confident than himself, a pairing that was sure to perpetuate a race of timid, boring people you’d never invite to a party unless for some reason you’d taken a shine to them and wanted to lift them out of their misery.
joie de vivre.
Joy of living
