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Bertrand Russell wrote that ‘To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three-parts dead’.
A person was like a city. You couldn’t let a few less desirable parts put you off the whole. There may be bits you don’t like, a few dodgy side streets and suburbs, but the good stuff makes it worthwhile.
Sometimes regrets aren’t based on fact at all. Sometimes regrets are just . . .’ She searched for the appropriate term and found it. ‘A load of bullshit.’
there was something quite freeing about that. To be existing without any expectation, even her own.
there were in the world, dreaming of things they would hate if they actually got them. And how many were pushing other people into their delusional idea of happiness?
